It felt real, seeing his friend like that. It was like a gift. He wasn’t into spiritual bullshit, but damn. "Damn. That Mouse had become his friend was a gift, but a curse as well. If he’d left that whole situation alone, would Mouse — would James — have had a better life? A different outcome?

But if all this time between them had taught him anything, it was that they were orbiting the same fate. Together, always together, even when physically apart.

She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed to apologize. He needed to stop the fucking car and kiss her. She had to slap him. Eve didn’t realize how badly she’d been craving this man.

Beckett started the Hummer and texted Eve:Tak4e Ur Cloth3s OFF Im on my qwayHer reply came back quick as lightning:Take ur clothes off and f*ck yourself.“One way or another, this chick is gonna kill me,” Beckett growled as the Hummer roared away.

Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I’m home.""I’m up here, cock dribble,” Kyle replied.

I promised in my head to leave you be. And when I saw you…I was supposed to be man enough to turn you away. Fuck, I’m not a horny teenager. It’s just you.” He finally did stand. “You break me. You break everything I think I stand for.

She picked up the phone and dialed Blake's number. His silky hello made her smile. "You're smiling, right?" His voice was so intimate. "Of course," she murmured. "Does it still count if you don't see it?" "It counts when I feel it," he replied.

I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave. Sorry.

How can it be wrong? Love picks the right path, not the one of least resistance.