“From chaos, the strongest sort of love is usually born.”
“You scared of your old lady, Ripper?”…
“Fuck you,” he shot back. “I ain’t scared of shit except havin’ nowhere to put my dick when it gets cold and sad and wants a motherfuckin’ hug.”
“For fuck’s sake, Tegen, stop overthinkin’ every damn thing. Just get on my goddamn dick and start fuckin’ bouncin’.”
Well, how could I deny such sweet talk?”
“Why?” He asked brokenly. “Why would a woman like you want anything to do with a man like me?”
“You may have done bad things,” she whispered tearfully. “But you’re not a bad man, Michael. You saved my life, and you saved my life because you have a good heart. Now I want to do the same for you.”
Dirty’s heart exploded.
He was done.
Motherfucking done for.”
“Damn, Ripper,” Cox said, snorting. “You’re so pussywhipped you need your old lady defendin’ you?”
“Cox, don’t speak,” Kamie said. “It makes you less hot.”
“Nearly every female that crossed Cage’s path fell immediately into a big bucket of fucking stupid.”
“I’m layin’ fuckin’ claim to you, Tegen, every single fuckin’ part of you, right the fuck now.”
“You can’t have any part of me!” I cried, trying to turn my head but his grip on my hair was too tight. Grunting, he yanked my head backward, forcing me to look up at him.
“Wrong,” he growled. “I’ve always had you. Only difference is now, I’m takin’ you.”
“Babe, you’re the most beautiful woman in the whole goddamn world to me. You’re all I fuckin’ want, Teacup.”
“When it came to Cage West, my mistakes were plenty and my regrets were numerous. If my past were a person, I would grab the throat of that motherfucker, drag her ass down Re-do Street, and once I’d beaten the ever loving shit out of her, I’d stand over her beaten-down, broken body and say:
“You stupid bitch. You ignorant, stupid bitch. Love isn’t a fucking answer. It hurts more than it doesn’t, it’s harder than it is easy, it takes work, guts and perseverance.”
“You been stickin’ your shit in any hole that’ll take it, so what the fuck makes Tegen any damn different?”
Cage imploded.
“BECAUSE SHE’S TEGEN!” he roared. “She’s fuckin’ mine!”
“I was just telling Steve how much you appreciate motorcycles and it just so happens that he has one”
Whoopee. Like I fucking cared.
“Oh yeah?” I said, glancing at Steve. “What kind of ride?”
The douche canoe grinned at me, revealing two perfectly straight and glaringly white rows of teeth.
“A BMW,” he said. “R12—“
“A sports bike?” I interrupted, wrinkling up my nose. “How super gay for you.”
…
“Sports bikes are for pussies. True fucking story.”
“Michael,” he heard her say, her voice soft. “Please look at me and let me show you what love is.”
“I love you, Teacup,” he said, smiling. “Always have … just didn’t realise it until now.”
“Tegen, that’s a hot piece of ass.”
Cage’s already rising temper flared to life and his arm shot out. Gripping Cox’s shirt collar, he pulled them nose to nose. “My hot piece of ass,” he growled. “Which you do not fuckin’ talk about.”
Cage froze. What?
What the fuck?
Why the fuck…
Where in motherfucking-shit-fucking-hell-fucking bullshit had that come from?”
“My longtime broken heart was breaking again, shattering, falling to pieces and disintegrating. And in its place was a brand new heart. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes.”
“Since when are you so nice?” I whispered.
Cage’s nostrils flared slightly. “Only once, since the day I met you, Teacup, that I haven’t treated you right. Am I right?”
“Can I resume taking your pants off now?” she asked.
“If I let you, will you wipe that dirty fuckin’ look off your face?”
“Maybe.”
“Babe, I’m gonna need a guarantee or it’s a no-go. I can’t be fuckin’ some bitch who’s looking like she’d rather be doin’ laundry. Not sure my man-whorin’ ego could take a blow like that.”
“Take it, Teacup,” he said hoarsely. “Be my girl.”
“It was official. I was an asshole with a permanently broken heart.”
“Without bothering to knock, he turned the knob and pushed open the door.
“Jesus fuck!” he yelled, slamming the door closed.
“Knock much?” Danny screamed from inside her room, where he’d just seen her naked, on her knees, getting nailed by her husband.
Fucking hell.”
“It’s me and you, Teacup … nothin’ else fuckin’ matters right now.”
“Men. They were fucking men. Hard-core, badass, live by their own set of rules…men.”
“Ripper in the front, ZZ in the back, Dirty in the mouth.”
“Cage felt like he was looking in a mirror thirty years in the future. A cranky, pissed off, judgmental bastard of a mirror.”
“For fuck's sake, Tegen, stop overthinkin' every damn thing. Just get on my goddamn dick and start fuckin' bouncin'."
Well, how could I deny such sweet talk?”
“If my past were a person, I would grab the throat of that motherfucker, drag her ass down Re-do Street, and once I’d beaten the ever-loving shit out of her, I’d stand over her beaten-down, broken body and say: “You stupid bitch. You ignorant, stupid bitch. Love isn’t a fucking answer. It hurts more than it doesn’t, it’s harder than it is easy, it takes work, guts, and perseverance.” Most importantly—what I would stress the very most—is that love doesn’t solve a goddamn thing. Love doesn’t erase a broken heart, and it sure as fuck doesn’t change people. But no matter how old, how flimsy, how frayed the rope of love is, it does keep you tethered to the people you love.”
“Where in motherfucking-shit-fucking-hell-fucking bullshit had that come from?”
“Girls are stupid like that. Falling in love with what they can never have—the untouchable, the seemingly larger than life, the unattainable.”
“damn if that man didn’t look as good as a double bacon cheeseburger, after a week spent camping with my vegan friends. Fuck my life.”
“Not just a thief, but a murderer as well. Beneath the handsome man, Kelsea sensed another man, a terrible one, with a life as black as the water in an ice-covered lake. A murderer many, many times.
The idea should have brought horror. Kelsea waited for a long moment, bu what came instead was an even worse realization: it didn't matter at all.”
“Darkness doesn't have fingers that twist into my flesh.”
“He laughs again and I want to eat his laughter, be nourished by it, feel it in my blood.”
“Oh, go to hell." But there wasn't any heat in the response.
"You're not supposed to smile when you say that.”
“La felicidad es, respecto a la alegría, como una lámpara eléctrica respecto al sol. La felicidad siempre tiene un objeto, somos felices por algo, es un sentimiento cuya existencia depende de lo exterior. La alegría, en cambio, no tiene objeto. Te posee sin ningún motivo aparente, en su esencia se parece al sol: arde gracias a la combustión de su propio corazón.”
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