It was so worth it to walk through fire for you.
Before we learn what’s right, we put our trust in the wrong people, and it’s never good to start life’s adventures, especially important ones like marriage, when we’re too young even to know ourselves.
I got toe-to-toe with him and yelled in his face, “Leave me and my Dad alone, Eddie Chavez!” Eddie leaned into me, so close he was all I could see. Quietly, he asked, “Is it wrong that I want to kiss you right now?
Forgot about this,” he muttered into my hair. “Sorry?” “Forgot,” he repeated. “Forgot?” “Forgot about carin’ about someone so much you would do everything in your power to stop them havin’ pain.
You clearly have an overabundance of testosterone in a way it’s harmful to your health.
I’m not saying we drop to the floor right now and start tryin’ for a baby and I’m not askin’ you to marry me. I am sayin’ that I care about you, I do it deeply and I have for a really fuckin’ long time. We’re gonna explore this and I hope to God the feelin’ I got is not wrong because I tried time and again to make it feel wrong but all it ever felt was right.” I.
You drop my name again, I’ll hunt you down and cut off everything that protrudes from your body. You get me?
Asked my favorite color, that was it. Then she bought everything.” “Let me guess, you told her your favorite color was black.” His eyes came to me and his lips twitched. Again! “No, I said it was red.” I stared at him. Then it was me who burst out laughing. Through my laughter I asked, “Seriously?” “No fuckin’ joke.
That’s the way it was with best friends. You got mad, you got over it.
You want to marry me?” I asked. “No. I’m gonna marry you.” He lifted his head from my neck. “You’re movin’ in this weekend. We’ll get settled, get used to each other, spend some time up in the cabin, maybe go away somewhere with a beach. In a few months I’ll get you a ring then we’ll get married.
Wars fought over a face like this. A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg to keep it, endure torture to protect it, take a bullet for it, poison his brother to possess a face like this.
God took my boy. Then He gave me you.
Christ, you’re pretty, even standin’ there plotting my murder.
Make a wish, Knight.” His eyes then moved, roaming my face, down my body, the cake, more of me then back to my eyes. “Honey, the candles are gonna burn out,” I prompted on a grin. “Let ‘em,” he replied. “Got nothin’ I want. Everything I want is standing right in front of me.
You do bad things, doesn’t matter if you’re a kid or a grown up, you get punished. Your dad has done bad and he’s gettin’ punished.
Your Mom’s having a good time,” Indy noted. “You meet her?” I asked. “Yeah, she’s sweet,” Indy replied. “She’s the devil,” I said.
Oh yeah you do, especially since those jeans do things to your ass that would knock the gay out of Elton John,” Bradon retorted.
You look good. There’s no better ass in a pair of jeans in the entire county and it’s mine to tap.
Why was he opening the doors to my vanity? I kept my tampons down there! He could see them! They were right at the front for easy accessibility!
We girls, we’re tough, darling. Soft on the outside but deep down, we’re tough. Doesn’t feel like it now but none of this is going to beat you.