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“This is, after all, Nova’s computer. Yet when he opens the browser (feeling just a pinch of guilt), it automatically goes to a photo site, and suddenly their faces are everywhere, gazing back at him from sunnier times. Mason shrinks away, avoiding both sets of eyes. Nova, the masochist. It would have been better if they hadn’t had that in common.”

“Jag överdrev när jag sa att jag trodde att du hatade det jag spelade. Det jag menade var att jag trodde att du hatade mig. Jag hoppades att du skulle övertyga mig om motsatsen - och det gjorde du, tillfälligt. Varför kommer jag inte tro på det imorgon? - Call Me By Your Name, svensk översättning av Peter Samuelsson. Originalförfattare André Aciman.”

“আমার বিছানা হলুদ রঙে ঢাকা আমার বিছানা হলুদ রঙে ঢাকা -- হে সূর্য, আমি তোমার ওপরে বসি ওহ সোনালি ক্ষেত তোমার ওপরে শুই ওহ টাকাকড়ি তোমাব স্বপ্নে দেখি আরও, আরও, কেঁদে ওঠে বিছানা -- আমার সঙ্গে বেশি কথা বলো-- ওহ বিছানা পৃথিবীর ভার নিয়েছে তোমার ওপরে রাখা সব হারিয়ে যাওয়া স্বপ্ন ওহ বিছানা যার চুল গজায় না, যার সঙ্গে সঙ্গম করা যায় না কিংবা যে সঙ্গম করতে পারে না ওহ বিছানা সব যুগের খাবারের গুঁড়ো তোমার ওপরে জড়ো করা হে হলুদ রঙের বিছানা সূর্যের দিকে কুচকাওয়াজ করে যাও যেখানে তোমার যাত্রা ফুরোবে ওহ ৫০ পাউণ্ডের বিছানা যে ৪০০ পাউণ্ডের বেশি নিতে পারে কতো শক্তিমান তুমি হে বিছানা, কেবল মানুষের জন্য আর জান্তুদের জন্য নয় হল;উদ বিছানা কবে জন্তুরা সমান অধিকার পাবে ? ওহ চারপেয়ে বিছানা মেঝের ওপরে চিরকালের জন্য তৈরি ওহে হলুদ বিছানা জগতের সমস্ত খবর তোমার ওপরে কখনও না কখনও শোয় ১৯৫৭, প্যারিস”

“Tommy asks where Carolyn is. "She's at Cindy's." "They live together now," Salvador added. "Didn’t they just start dating?" Tommy asked. Tiger answered, "Yeah... A couple of WEEKS ago." Unhappy about the news, Tommy objects to Carolyn moving in with Cindy. "That's how it happens in our WORLD," Salvador said. "One night you MEET, the next night you MOVE IN, and before you KNOW IT- you're digging a GRAVE IN THE BACK YARD FOR YOUR LOVER DURING A FREAK THUNDERSTORM." "THAT IS HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE," Tommy said. After Salvador apologizes, Tommy asks how Raven's doing in prison. "Fucking GREAT." Tiger answered. "How do you THINK?" "No longer on suicide watch?" "NO... FUCK..." "Speaking of fucking. Is he still with BULL DOG?" "I REALLY don’t wanna TALK about RAVEN right now- AND WHO HE'S FUCKING. Talk about INAPPROPRIATE.”

“You know, we can still put that suit to use, though.” I glanced toward the truck and Lock’s face lit up as I closed the distance between us. “What happened to needing a shower?” “Showers are overrated,” I whispered, holding his gaze through the visor. “Plus,” I turned my head to look down the hall, “Jay is down there now.” “That’d be right. Let me just hang up my hat.” He was pulling away when I caught his wrist. “Nuh-uh. Keep the helmet. I want to be with my firefighter.”

“I know who I am when I'm wi' Sam. When I wake up in his arms, I'm so at peace I don't wantae get out of bed. He makes me laugh until I cry, he always cares for me, no matter that I'm a maudlin, moody control freak. I look at him, and fer the first time in my life, I'm home - Declan Ramsay (Illuminate the Shadows- Shatterproof Bond #1)”

“This obsession was dangerous, he knew that. If anybody ever found out his reputation would be ruined, livelihood destroyed all for some hillbilly-kid with a tight ass and a talented mouth. Just a quick taste, a lick, a suck, a f**** and then he’ll be cured. The demon will succumb, Richard is sure of it. He just needs to scratch this itch, quench his thirst and then things will fall back into place. He’ll stop daydreaming about those eyes, that hair and that boy.”

“Steaming, Sebastian flies up out of his seat and makes a dramatic exit out the front door. "Is he always so crazy?" I asked. "Yeah. But he's a hot fuck. You'll see." "No thanks... I'll pass. That kid's severely psychotic." "He's just a jealous mess." "Why did you marry him?" "We're not married. We're in an open relationship." "Thank God. I was seriously worried." "YEAH. Well I better go find him- before he slits his wrists." "GOOD IDEA. Better take some duct tape-- just in case you're too late.”

“You do,” Bellona agreed absently, still working at getting her own hair free. Jeez, how many pins did she have in there? “Need a haircut that is.” Elliot’s eyes flicked to Sully, seeking his opinion. Sully pinched his lips together to keep from smiling and minutely shook his head in the negative. He liked Elliot’s hair longer than regulation. Elliot’s smile shifted into a smug smirk he hid by taking another sip from his canteen.”

“The explosion was deafening; a huge cloud of fire rolled out the window after us, its immense heat brushing my face as we tumbled into the snow. We hit the ground and rolled. Flaming debris from the house came down around us; Griffin shoved me flat on my back, covering us both with his heavy coat. The echoes of the explosion reflected back across the river, then slowly dwindled away, like dying thunder. The leaping flames threw warm light onto the falling snow, turning it into a storm of sparks pouring down from the heavens. Griffin started to push himself off of me, then stoped. His hands were braced on either side of my shoulders, his legs twined with mine. Mt heart pounded, my palms sweated, and I was suddenly, acutely aware of how close his face was to mine. "You're a madman," he whispered. "An utter madman." "Perhaps," I allowed. "But it worked." The leaping light from the burning house painted his features in gold, highlighting his patrician nose and finding threads of brown and blue in his green eyes. His pupils widened, the irises contracting to silver. "Whatever am I going to do with you?" he murmured. The warmth of his breath feathered over my skin. Heat collected in my groin, my lips. My mouth was dry, my voice hoarse, and perhaps he was right and it was madness when I whispered, "Whatever you want." A shiver went through his body, perhaps because we were lying on the cold ground. But instead of getting up, he leaned closer, his overlong hair tumbling over his forehead. He paused, his mouth almost touching mine, his eyes seeming to ask a question. It was madness; it was folly; it was sheer selfishness. I was delusional, misguided, wrong, out of control. I needed to pull back, to say something sane, to re-establish mastery over myself. I could not do this. I could not take the risk. Later tonight, I'd relive this moment in my lonely bed and wonder if I'd done the right thing. But at least that would be familiar, would be something I knew how to cope with. And yet the very thought felt like dying. I surged forward, crossing the final, tiny gap and pressing my lips to his. It was awkward and desperate and frantic, but the feel of his mouth against mine sent a bolt of electricity straight down my spine. Just a moment, just this one kiss, surely that would be enough... Then he kissed me back, and it would never be enough, a thousand years of this would not be enough. His mouth was hungry and insistent, his tongue probing my lips, asking for greater intimacy. I granted it, tongues swirling together, mine followed his when it retreated and tasting him in return. There came the clanging of bells in the distance, the fire company alerted to the explosion. Griffin drew back a fraction. His breath was as raged as mine, which left me dazed with wonder. "My dear," he whispered against my lips. Then he swallowed convulsively. "We should leave, before the fire companies come." "Y-Yes." It was amazing I managed that much coherence. He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling. "Will you come home with me?" Was he asking...? "Yes." Oh, God, yes. His lips curved into a smile.”

“I knew,” he breathed, pressing his forehead to mine, “when I developed a crush on you.” My eyes flashed open. “But we drifted apart,” I whispered. He shook his head. “I was scared of how you’d react, that my feelings would complicate things, ruin our friendship. That is why we didn’t hang out much as we got older. We didn’t drift apart. I pushed you away.”