Jesus fucking Christ. I was, wasn’t I? First she got into my bed,
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I stole your iPod before you stole my wallet. It was tucked inside my jacket before I even removed your panties. I wanted to know what you were listening to. (And I was sorely disappointed there were no Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake songs in sight, because it made not falling for you so much fucking harder.)—Célian
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. “We are who we are.”
“We are who we choose to be,” she corrected,
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You, my goddess, will one day be my wife.”
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Men were such simple creatures.
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There will be other kisses and all of them you’ll give without my asking, so I wouldn’t go around making promises that are destined to be broken.”
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“Such a pretty girl, such a filthy habit.” Galia scrunched her nose, not missing a chance to patronize her younger, prettier companion.
I happen to like my fiancée filthy
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through bags of trash, then cleared my throat, making myself known. She jumped, gasping.
“Looking for a snack?”
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You also said it as though I personally escorted you to Hell’s gates.
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Villain?”
“Yes, Nemesis?”
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