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F-A-C-T-S.
But they’re not agreeing with me.
Instead, they look at me with furrowed brows, like what I just said is garbage.
“Let us be the first men in your life to prove you wrong,” Ash says.
All I can do is frown.
“We won’t let you down.”
I’m surprised to hear that one come out of Ryder’s mouth.
Is this the first time he’s being serious with me? Better yet, is this the first time that they’re coming together in agreement…for me? Damn, how bad do they want to get laid?
The real question is—how bad do I?
Something unexplainable is going on between us that I don’t understand.
But seeing all of those girls in the motel has been a wake-up call.
You don’t always have to find an explanation for something. Wanting to do something is enough…if it makes you happy…enough.
Life is too short.
I think about the dead bodies littered in the parking lot late last night.
One flick of a trigger.
One stab.
Life is fragile, and it’s over quicker than your next breath.
We might’ve made it out of there alive, butnobody, not even God’s favorites, win the game of life. Everybody dies at some point. We all end up as corpses.
We’ll all be things of the past one day. Memories.
So, fuck it. It doesn’t have to be forever and it doesn’t have to be true.
In life, if you want something, you have to reach out with both arms and grab it.
Although in my case that might be tricky, seeing as there’s three of them…
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Why isshe looking at us like she wants to rip off our clothes when she just did a whole speech about how she doesn’t believe a single thing that comes out of our mouths?
Make it make sense.
“So.” Ash clears his throat. “Where does this leave us?”
Lucia closes the gap between us, a devilish look in her eye. “Tattoo me.”
She should make up her mind.
Although, I have the feeling she’s testing us. She wants to prove us right one year down the line when we get bored of her. I know her game.
