I’m insane for you, Amy. ‘Like’ lasted all of ten minutes.
It’s our scars that define us, Sara. Diego has to live life to appreciate life. Yes. A knot forms in my stomach at the idea that I still don’t know how deeply Chris’s scars define him.
Isn’t that what we all want? To be with someone who consumes us? Who makes us want to give them all that we are, even though it’s terrifying?
I want you to be there. Why, Faith? Because that painting was the first one I painted for me in a very long time. And you’re the first thing I’ve done for me in a very long time.
I think all men get a macho rise out of the idea of creating a baby on some level, but that doesn’t mean they’re happy when the big belly and dirty diapers come around.
I blink and Kayden is squatting in front of me, and I’m somehow on my knees, his hands under my hair, warm on the skin of my neck. His jacket is gone, his tie loose, his hair is a sexy rumpled mess, a...
Fear and a secret are two different things, I remind him, pointing out the difference in the two phrases. Often they come together. A secret that leads to fear in one way, shape, or form.
Consciously or not, greed and power are deadly partners.
Broken from the band Life-house fills the room, because Chris doesn’t know how personal it is to me. I’m falling apart. I’m barely breathing. I’m barely holding on to you. This song, this place with t...
And some violinist— David Garrett. David Garrett, I repeat, who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.
All I know is he's letting me see it, and him, and he is exactly what he preaches. Raw and honest, and intense and I believe in this moment that we are a rainbow of the same colors, none of them brigh...
Live life to appreciate life.
Want the lies to end. I pull my gun from my purse and point it at him. Who are you to me, Kayden? Who am I? from Denial
You’re a beautiful woman who deserves to be properly fucked, and I conclude from your actions and your answers to my questions that you haven’t been. I want to be the man to remedy that. I want it ver...
Your staying or leaving doesn’t impact the premise of your demand, which seems to be that I have no control over myself. That’s wrong. I decide who destroys me, not you, Mark Compton.
You don’t drag someone you love into that kind of hell, and play the kinds of games he did with her mind and body. You climb out of hell to be with them.
When I want something, I go after it. And baby, I want you, and all I can say is you might be smart to run before I get any more into you, but please don't.
There are three sides to every story. Mine, yours, and the truth. —Joe Massino CHAPTER
Possession. Demand. Control. He wants it all.
My fingers curl on his cheek, and all self-consciousness is gone, forgotten. I’m not afraid of whatever you’re talking about. I think you keep warning me away because you’re the one who’s afraid.