My palms flat against the wall of the tile, I clenched my eyes shut. "Please come back" I said quietly. She couldn't hear me, but it didn't stop me from wishing she would come and save me from the terrible pain I felt without her there.
Jamie McGuireMots clés travis-maddox
I should say no to prove a point", He said, his eyebrows pulled together. "But I would hate myself later if I said no and you never asked me again" - Travis
Jamie McGuireHer shoulders fell. "I know you didn't. But you have got to curb this overprotective big-brother thing you've got going on."
I laughed once. She really didn't get it. "I'm not playing the big brother, Pigeon. Not even close.
You can't tell me what to do anymore, Travis! I don't belong to you!"
Her words ignited a deep anger inside me. I stomped to the bed, planted my hands on the mattress on each side of her thighs, and leaned into her face.
"Well, I belong to you!" I screamed. I put so much force behind my words, I could feel all the blood rush to my face. Abby met my glare, refusing to even flinch. I looked at her lips, panting. "I belong you," I whispered, my anger fading as desire took over.
Can I borrow your phone?" she asked.
I frowned, unsure what she would do. "Sure." I pulled my phone from my pocket, handing it to her.
She fingered the buttons for a moment, and then dialed, closing her eyes as she waited.
"I'm sorry for calling you so early," she stammered, "but this couldn't wait. I . . . can't go to dinner with you on Wednesday."
She had called Parker. My hands trembled with apprehension, wondering if she was going to ask him to pick her up - to save her - or something else.
She continue, "I can't see you at all, actually. I'm . . . pretty sure I'm in love with Travis."
My whole world stopped. I tried to replay her words over. Had I heard them correctly? Did she really just say what I thought she had, or was it just wishful thinking?
Abby handed the phone back to me, and then reluctantly peered up into my eyes.
"He hung up," she said with a frown.
"You love me?"
"It's the tattoos," she said, flippant and shrugging, as if she hadn't just said the one thing I'd ever wanted to hear.
Pigeon loved me.
Besides, there was something under the good girl facade. She hated me on sight because she’d been burned by someone like me before. No way was she a slut, though. Not even a reformed slut. I could spot them a mile away. My game face slowly melted away. I’d finally found a girl that was interesting enough to get to know, and a version of me had already hurt her.
Jamie McGuireMots clés pizza travis-maddox pidge pidgeon
What kind of husband would I be if I bet against my own marriage?'
I smiled. 'The stupid kind. Didn't you listen to your dad when he told you not to bet against me?
Mots clés humor certainty love marriage husband wife husband-and-wife bet making-it-last stupid-kind
I'm sleeping in his bed... Just sleeping".
Jamie McGuireMots clés humour-quote
Even though I'd told her that I couldn't walk away from her, I finally realized that I loved her too much to fuck her life by staying, or to lose her completely by forcing us both to hang on until we hated each other.
Jamie McGuireMots clés letting-go travis-maddox
Now that it's over, I wish I could have all the bad stuff back... just so I could have the good.
Jamie McGuireMots clés realizations travis-maddox
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