Blake had told Beckett all about her and the kiss.
“Good for fucking you,” Beckett said, pounding him on the back. “If I told you once, I told you a million times: you’re a handsome motherfucker. I’m almost gay for you.
But Beckett never flinched. She felt his throat vibrate as he sighed her name with relief. He tilted his head back until it rested on hers.
“Don’t ever die in my head again. Please, never again,” he told her, his voice raspy.
EVE, I LOVE YOU. I LOVE THE HELL OUT OF YOU. YOU’RE ONE CRAZY BITCH!
Debra AnastasiaWhen your lips move, it makes me want to take my pants off right here.” Beckett went in for a kiss.
Debra AnastasiaPlease don’t think of me that way. Let me be the guy at the train station.”
“You’re not the guy at the train station. You’re my Blake.
Livia wanted to get back to Blake’s music. It had filled her dreams.
Debra AnastasiaWhen the spinning stopped, Eve grabbed for David.
He was gone.
His eyes were open, but there was nothing left.
I can't leave." Green Eyes took a huge breath. "This is the only place where I get to see you.
Debra AnastasiaYou've smiled at him four hundred and forty six times as of a few minutes ago. He announces the number every time I see him.
Debra AnastasiaHot baskets of butt!
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