Bijou Hunter Quote
You shouldn’t call girls bitches. That chick is a bitch. I don’t need to know her to know that much. The way she was looking at you the first night was like she wanted to kill you because you took her table. Who gets that pissed off about a fucking table? She probably needs the tips. So you like everyone, huh? Is your nickname doormat? Crossing my arms again, I stared at the television and planned to ignore him. Except he was in home, on couch, and playing with hair. Screw you, I said, smacking his hand away. You’re rich and people kiss your ass. Great for you, but I’m not rich and I have to get along with people. I have to take shit from people to keep my job and make enough money to go to school. So screw you for thinking I’m a doormat because I didn’t punch Piper for giving me dirty looks. Cooper very deliberately reached out and wrapped a lock of my hair around his fingers. All the while, he held my gaze, daring me to stop him. I get it, I said quietly. What I want doesn’t matter. I bow to your superiority. Should we just fuck now so you can forget my name like your brother said? My brother is a turd. I told you that, Cooper said, taking one of my legs and resting it over his thighs. Don’t be so pissy. I just want you to admit you like me. Fine, I like you. Yeah, I know, but thanks for being honest.
You shouldn’t call girls bitches. That chick is a bitch. I don’t need to know her to know that much. The way she was looking at you the first night was like she wanted to kill you because you took her table. Who gets that pissed off about a fucking table? She probably needs the tips. So you like everyone, huh? Is your nickname doormat? Crossing my arms again, I stared at the television and planned to ignore him. Except he was in home, on couch, and playing with hair. Screw you, I said, smacking his hand away. You’re rich and people kiss your ass. Great for you, but I’m not rich and I have to get along with people. I have to take shit from people to keep my job and make enough money to go to school. So screw you for thinking I’m a doormat because I didn’t punch Piper for giving me dirty looks. Cooper very deliberately reached out and wrapped a lock of my hair around his fingers. All the while, he held my gaze, daring me to stop him. I get it, I said quietly. What I want doesn’t matter. I bow to your superiority. Should we just fuck now so you can forget my name like your brother said? My brother is a turd. I told you that, Cooper said, taking one of my legs and resting it over his thighs. Don’t be so pissy. I just want you to admit you like me. Fine, I like you. Yeah, I know, but thanks for being honest.