Holy freak show!
Say 'provoking' again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do.
Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.
Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right.
All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.
Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me.
He was the kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.
Just because I've gone and snagged myself a hot boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to leave my bestfriend high and dry.
I stared at the phone in disbelief, then ripped a clean sheet of paper from my notebook. I scribbled ' Jerk ' on the first line. On the line beneath it I added, ' Smokes cigars. Will die of lung cancer. Hopefully soon.
Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?
Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.
Do you sleep naked?
What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed.
Holy freak show!
Right now, I had everything I could ask for. It wasn't a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you.
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