If she just wanted to come home at night to eye candy with good hair, I could probably be that reasonably well.
Richelle MeadHey, a guy can hope. I mean, itโs not impossible that a car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down outside and need my help.โ โThatโs true,โ I said. โMaybe I can put a sign out front that says, โATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.โโ โโATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS,โโ he corrected, straightening up. โRight,โ I said, trying not to roll my eyes. โThatโs an important distinction.โ He pointed at me with the pool stick. โSpeaking of hot, I like that uniform.โ This time, I did roll my eyes.
Richelle MeadI loved you!" he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. "I loved you, and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up.
Richelle MeadSince Iโm presuming you donโt mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference between allowing an animal to ravage you and allowing yourself to be ravaged. One is common. The other is art. It is planned. Crafted, even. Only capable of being done by a master.
Richelle Mead