Those bands, you plan your life around them. You plan vacations around concert dates. You save babysitting money for records. You live for those days when Creem magazine arrives in your dusty mailbox and you frantically flip through it for any information on your favorites. The bands, the musicians that you love, they love you back. And when they quit, when they fall apart, when they die—they ruin that future you thought they’d always be a part of.
Karina HalleOkay,” she drew out. “Let me rephrase that. Did you sleep with Sage yet?”
I blushed furiously.
She smacked my leg and exclaimed, “I knew it! I could smell it on you.”
“You can smell it on me?”
She grinned. “When I was hugging you, yeah. Your chest smelled like cologne and man tongue.
Sorry,” he said, not sounding very sorry at all. “I… well, nevermind.”
“Nevermind?” I couldn’t help but sneer. “You just broke into my uncle’s lighthouse. Don’t you tell me to nevermind.
Who the hell is Old Roddy?” I said angrily. I was sick of feeling like I wasn’t being told the whole story. Dex was silent. I shined my light in his face, causing him to squint harshly.
“If you don’t know then I don’t have time to explain,” he sneered in the brightness. He eyed my hand on his bicep. I didn’t let go. “Make time,” I said.
The more I thought about it, the more I worried I wouldn’t be good enough.
Karina HalleI used to dream big. It seemed like somewhere along the way I had forgotten about that. And gave up.
Karina HalleHe backed away from me, clutching the phone to his chest. “What?”
“Gimme the phone,” I commanded, holding out my hand.
His head dropped solemnly. “I am on a very important call.”
“Yes, about me,” I said, reaching for it. “Now give it.”
He shrank away and eyed the room anxiously. “Damn, I knew I should have kept a spare roll of duct tape somewhere.
No matter what happened, he was Dex and I was Perry and that combination only led to trouble.
Karina HalleTag: honesty romance experiment-in-terror
I shot him an unimpressed look. “Do you really think you’ll win me over by having sex with me?”
He scratched at the side of his chin. “Well, they say the way to a woman’s heart is through her vagina.
Tag: dex perry experiment-in-terror
I was head over heels in love with her. No, that didn’t describe it. I was tear my fucking heart out and throw it at her, beg her to take it into hers. I was falling from the greatest heights with no safety net below. I was giving everything of my own life for hers, giving up every inch of my soul so she could wear it proudly. I was a former king on my knees in front of the queen. A jester begging for a chance. I was powerless, helpless and at her mercy.
Karina HalleTag: dex-foray
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