Page 119 of Reckless
“Research.”
“Right. Sure. That sounds far more academic, way less deranged.”
“I’m not deranged.”
“Is that why you were stalking me from behind the leg press today?”
Oh my god. Cringe.
“Shut up, Theo.”
“Saw a little flash of blonde hair and blue eyes from between all those metal machines. It was adorable. Are we going to call that research too?” I groan against his chest. “Smart, pretty, but not stealthy.”
I straighten. “New rule, you only train people who are less pretty than me.”
His eyes do a dramatic roll. “That’s everyone, Tink. You’ve ruined me. Don’t you get it? I only see you. You’ve got all my attention. Every last bit of it.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. You and your snarky one-liners. And the way you’re grumbly in the morning until I bring you a coffee. And that goofy voice you use when you talk to Vivi. How sweet you are under all that professional indifference. I even like it when you stalk me. Makes me feel special.” He winks.
I roll my eyes and try to bite down on a smile. “I’m not sweet.”
“You are. I’ve tasted you. And now I want to again. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
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Winter
Summer:MORE BABIES!
Willa:Is this in reference to Theo just dragging Winter out of here like a horny caveman?
Summer:Shit. I didn’t mean to put this in the group chat.
Willa:Aww. You guys have a sister chat?
Summer:*salute emoji*
Sloane:What even is that emoji? It always looks like a dick to the forehead to me.
Willa:Sorry, come again?
Sloane:Or a side profile of Pinocchio.
Summer:Sloane...it’s a hand. Saluting. Like YES, SIR!
Sloane:Seriously? I’m looking closer now. *salute emoji*
Willa:A fucking dick to the face? Pinocchio? There are tiny bumps that show the fingers. Somebody needs to take away your beer.
Sloane:Anyway, I hope Winter is taking a dick to the face right now.
Willa:Way to change the subject.
Sloane:*salute emoji*
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