Aren’t you supposed to be Jesus’ bitch?

“His chest was hard and tempting, with the scars from his move to save her carve…”

“Livia wanted to get back to Blake’s music. It had filled her dreams.”

“And I know Blake had a bunch of fucking problems going on the night he was shot…”

“That’s great. You have family.” Livia rubbed Blake’s arm.“You’re my family,” Bl…”