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“Everyone go ahead and write down your goals for the day. Please remember to be REALISTIC.” Her eyes shot to Thorne. “Winning a million dollars and hiring a harem of exotic strippers is not realistic, Thorne.” Thorne rolled his eyes and dropped his head back. “Way to kill a dream, Maroon.”
― Laces
― Laces
“If he wants sex you make sure he goes down for dinner first. He needs to stir the pot before adding any more ingredients. Capeesh?”
― Laces
― Laces
“Meet me there in ten minutes and I’ll rectify your situation.” “No.” Laces’ jaw clenched. “I wasn’t asking for your permission.”
― Laces
― Laces
“She. Will. Not. Violate. Meeee!” It was a bit melodramatic, I’ll admit, but my ass was on the line. Literally.”
― Laces
― Laces
“You don’t touch what’s mine; you don’t speak about what’s mine. Because if you do I’ll make my sketches a reality and gut you in your sleep.”
― Laces
― Laces
“The guys Dr. Young was referring to were Reyes Park, Varla English, and Thorne Walsh—the only three people at Hawthorne whose crazy matched my own.”
― Laces
― Laces
“It was like watching an episode of Jerry Springer, and not just any episode, but a real cringe-worthy one; the kind that made you put down the chips and beer and start taking serious notes after the first chair was thrown.”
― Laces
― Laces
“Reyes was in love with her. They had picked out china patterns, so shit was serious. Said girlfriend was unaware of his feelings, or that he even existed. The stalking charges were dropped in exchange for being committed.”
― Laces
― Laces
“His eyes flashed to mine. “I’m writing song lyrics.” And when my forehead creased in confusion he gave me a look, “Snuff by Slipknot.”
― Laces
― Laces
“caressing the side of my cheek as though I were the most fragile object in the world—and whispered “I don’t beg Stray, but you will.”
― Laces
― Laces
“A bad boy will close the door that’s been left open, fix the debt you acquired because the good boy, shithead, was off spoiling his mistress, and he will close the hole left in your heart.”
― Laces
― Laces
“Oh God, please don’t! Don’t take away the Stepford Wives and macaroonsssss!” I proclaimed dramatically, drawling out the s. Pointing a sharp finger at the ceiling, I continued, “Take the damn Porsche, the kids, the Hampton Estate—but you leave my fuckin’ macaroons alone! Do you hear me?”
― Laces
― Laces
“Hey Gambrielle, my name is Thorne Walsh, and I’m from Venice, California.” Reyes’ voice was back at my ear, “Why does he sound like a contestant on The Bachelorette?”
― Laces
― Laces
“I’m going to give you some truth— and for just a minute I want you to block out the good girl part of your brain, soak it in, and—Live. With. Me.” Laces instructed in a serious tone.”
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― Laces
“One of these days her mother is going to have to accept that her daughter was a lying, cheating whore. Not that there's anything wrong with whores—I bag them all the time—but own your shit.”
― Laces
― Laces
“What kind of books do you read?"
"What makes you think I read?"
"Your wrists."
"What about them?"
"Scars like that make you want to escape the world”
― Laces
"What makes you think I read?"
"Your wrists."
"What about them?"
"Scars like that make you want to escape the world”
― Laces
“Even if I wasn’t worth someone’s time or effort, she should’ve upheld her loyalty and presented me as a black knight, a prince, or whatever bullshit the women fantasized over these days.”
― Laces
― Laces
“You and I are entitled to three things.” He held up three fingers and began ticking them off, “1) a drug problem, 2) four ex-wives bleeding our bank accounts dry, and 3) a sultry mistress in the Hamptons.”
― Laces
― Laces
“for me to become that bastard who had just told his soul mate that he enjoyed chicken wings and fuckin’ her morbidly obese sister.”
― Laces
― Laces
“I’ve spent the last eight years living with the devil reincarnated. If I can survive him, I can survive anything. NOW MOVE.”
― Laces
― Laces
“Good boys open doors, bank accounts, and hearts.” He cut his eyes to me, “A bad boy will close the door that’s been left open, fix the debt you acquired because the good boy, shithead, was off spoiling his mistress, and he will close the hole left in your heart.”
― Laces
― Laces
“If anyone’s body parts go missing I had nothing to do with it, LINCOLN CASTER is the culprit.”
― Laces
― Laces
“What kind of books do you read?"
"What makes you think I read?"
"Your wrists."
"What about them?"
"Scars like that make you want to escape the world.”
― Laces
"What makes you think I read?"
"Your wrists."
"What about them?"
"Scars like that make you want to escape the world.”
― Laces
“and I’m not judging you the least bit for doing it, all I’m going to say is the next time you feel compelled to give a gift…don’t.”
― Laces
― Laces




