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“Xiao YuAn, listen to me very carefully. I like you, the kind of like in which I want to tie you to my bed. The kind of like that in addition to me, you won’t see anyone else. In which, night after night you’ll be under my arms begging for mercy. I’ll make your eyes cry until the corners of your eyes become red, and your fingers clutch the bedding because you can’t bear my manipulation on your body. You will desperately try to escape, but you’ll be unable to move, trying really hard to breathe as you can’t stop your mouth from moaning in pleasure. Do you understand me?”

“Why?" He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she'd just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. "Because... you're you.”

“Because,” Ryan said, eyes flicking to me, “my mother told me that I had to follow my heart in all things. I thought I was. I thought I’d done what was right. But then I looked upon the stars and I wished for the one thing I wanted more than anything else. I didn’t believe it could ever come true or ever be mine, but then I held his lightning-struck heart, given freely and without reservation. And I would gladly treasure it for the rest of my days.”

“I know you don't like hearing this, and I know I promised not to tell you, but you are pretty, Killer. You're pretty, beautiful, stunning, mesmerizing. But that's not all you are. You're everything Claire said and more. Clever, funny, caring, lively, strong, brave - all of it. You are all of it. And I do know how much you adore me. I just wish it was as much as I adore you.”

“[...] If you don’t really want to wait for your person, you could go out and find anyone. Someone more…I don’t know. Just more." [...] “How can there be more?” he asked, and Dorian frowned. “What?” “How can there be more than you?” [...] “How can there be more, when you feel this good in my arms?” he said, pulling him closer. “How can you think there can be more when you taste like this?” He pecked his lips again. And again. And again. “How much more could there be when the thought of you close to me makes me go insane?” he said, lowering his head and kissing the soft skin just behind his ear, hearing him moan quietly. He took his hand and placed his palm in the middle of his chest, allowing him to hear his heartbeat. “How can there be more when this is what you do to me?” he whispered into his ear, kissing the shell of it right after his words, and Dorian caved.”

“I fell in love with you the day that I met you, and then I fell in love with the person you remembered you are. I got to fall in love with you twice. That’s— that’s magic. You’re the first thing I’ve believed in since— since I don’t even remember, okay, you’re— you’re movies and destiny and every stupid, impossible thing, and it’s not because of the fucking train, it’s because of you. It’s because you fight and you care and you’re always kind but never easy, and you won’t let anything take that away from you. You’re my hero, Jane. I don’t care if you think you’re not one. You are.”

“When I look at you, I see the entire universe. It took losing you for me to understand that you are everything to me. There might have been a ‘before’ you, but there is no ‘after’. I can’t function without you. I can’t sleep, I can’t think, I can barely fucking breathe. Without you, I exist in a horrible dark place that’s devoid of everything that makes life worth living.”

“And I don’t care that you’re in the mafia. I don’t care that you’re a murderer and my stalker. I don’t give a shit about your past any longer. It doesn’t matter to me that you spent ten years in the nuthouse. I. Don’t. Care.” She takes my face between her palms and her nails dig into my skin. “I know I should run far away from you. But damn my heart. Damn my soul and my legs and my feet… Because all I really want to do is run toward you.” Her voice breaks. “Damn you, Dubh Burton. Damn you…”

“The two of you came this close to getting torn to shreds! Your father just found you, and he doesn’t want to lose you. Do you have any idea what he has been through to protect you since you got here?” [...] “No.” Talon’s voice was subdued, but only slightly. Teenage defiance still seethed beneath the surface. “He didn’t tell me.” I leaned back in my chair, blew out my breath, and closed my eyes. “And he probably won’t.” Tired had surrendered to exhausted. “He wouldn’t want you to worry. Because he loves you.” When Talon didn’t respond, I opened one eye and looked at him. “He hasn’t told you that, either, has he?” I asked wearily. “Not exactly.” My elbow was resting on the chair arm, and I dropped my head onto my upraised hand. I snorted. “Not exactly.” I shook my head. “Men.” I didn’t lift my head off my hand; it felt too good to be resting on something. I turned it about an inch and I could see Piaras just fine. His face was a shade or two short of a full, blazing blush. “I know you do.” His words tumbled out in a rush. “You don’t have to tell me.”