Kiss the Sky

“Kiss the sky with me,” Connor whispers, a beautiful smile pulling his lips, “and don’t ever come down.”

Kiss the sky with me,” Connor whispers, a beautiful smile pulling his lips, “and don’t ever come down.”

I hold my wife’s hand

“Greg gives me a two hour speech about sobriety after our scandal, and he doesn’t even acknowledge yours.”

“One word.”

She doesn’t hesitate. “Fuck.” There we go.

“I swear to whatever fucking weird god you believe in, Connor, if you don’t let me beat the shit out of him, I’m going to fucking punch you in the face.”

“Just so we’re on the same page—I quit Wharton to be with you,” he rephrases. “Not for Cobalt Inc.”

There is no happiness in ambition.

Only fear of losing it all or belief that it’s never enough.

Lo looks at Lily like he wants to kiss her and block the rest of us out.

But on the plane ride home, just to test Scott—to see what he would do—she stared right into one of the cameras and professed that she had sex with me.