...I have never seen him smile like that—it’s intoxicating, especially because I never thought he would smile like that at me.
Amy A. BartolI slump against the cushion. “How am I going to protect him, if I’ve completely alienated him? He thinks I’m creepy…” I say sadly.
“You are not creepy,” Reed says soothingly, taking my hand.
“You’re not a good judge of creepy, Reed, since you’re creepier than I am,” I say warily, looking over at Zephyr when I hear him laughing at my comment. “I wouldn’t laugh too hard, pal, because you’re the creepiest one of us all.
Hold onto the string, love, until the current shifts and we can be together again.
Amy A. BartolMots clés reed-pipe
Is that what you are calling it? A message? It felt more like emotional terrorism to me.-Zephyr
Amy A. BartolMots clés humor
May what lies ahead of this warrior or behind him never take from me what is inside of him, for it is mine.
Amy A. BartolSometimes, I think I have made you up just to torture myself- and there are other times that I know you must be real because I couldn't have dreamed such perfection.
Amy A. BartolMots clés reed
I ask God to bind my life to your life so that my mind will be one with your mind," I repeat the words Phaedrus says while I gaze at Reed and hold his hand. "My heart may be one with your heart," I recite it with a small smile on my face, "and my body may be one with your body," I blush a little when I say this part, seeing desire register in Reed's eyes. "From this moment through eternity, so let it be.
Amy A. BartolYou’re what I want. No other angel, or man, will ever stand above you in my esteem, in my regard, or in my love.
Amy A. BartolI wanted you before this, for who you are—so intelligent, brave— delicate and beautiful. But now, you have power and strength, too. Danger, thy name is Evie. You are something from a dream and I just want…” he trails off.
Amy A. BartolMots clés reed
Do you remember when I told you that I sometimes believe that you’re not real? That I imagined you just to hurt myself?” Reed says softly with a bitterly self-effacing laugh that has nothing to do with humor. “I know now that you have to be real. This kind of pain cannot exist if you were imaginary,” Reed’s sexy voice breathes. I feel like I could reach out and touch him, he feels that close to me. “I know you exist, but you’re like a sunset to me now—beautiful and so distant that no matter how fast I fly, I cannot reach you. You are always on the next horizon,” Reed says sadly, and my breath catches in my throat as an unbelievable ache throbs in my chest. “Tel me where you are. I wil meet you—
wherever you are in the world. I wil be there. Just you and me, I swear it. We don’t have to endanger anyone else—
we’l make sure Buns and Brownie and Zephyr are safe. Just you and me, I promise…I wil meet you anywhere at anytime…I wil …
Mots clés hurting
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