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456 pages, ebook
First published February 15, 2017
“You should have HR burn my file along with those goddamn shoes. I’d rather you didn’t have a way to contact me after I’m gone.”
“Oh my God! Are you some kind of creep? I don’t know what about me makes you think 'cheap hooker', but Jesus FUCKING Christ! I might be the daughter of a garbage collector, but that doesn’t make me trash, you got me, motherfucker? What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you always treat women like this? Did you not learn that no means no? Do I need to call the fucking cops?”
“Um, no thanks. I don’t get into cars with strange men I don’t know who follow me by helicopter. Subway’s fine for me.”
“I’m not crazy, Skylar. I’m just at a loss here. My life… it hasn’t always been that great. I just wanted things to be like… the movies, you know? Like a dream. Because by the time I invited you to stay the night at my house, I already felt like I was dreaming. I wanted you to feel that way. I suppose I thought things like that,” he gestured helplessly back at the box on the table, “would help.”
“I’d give you my life if it would protect you and your family. This isn’t some trade, Skylar. I just want to make you happy. You love to play, and I love to hear it. I just want to make your life better the way you make mine better. I love you, don’t you see that?”
You’re it for me. So this is me, and if I have to write you an encyclopedia a month for the rest of my life, I’ll make it my life’s work to make you fall in love with me again. I know I can be that man for you, Skylar. If you’ll let me.
I love you.
Always.
Do you love me yet, Red?

‘I couldn’t give a shit if you’ve been with one or one thousand other men, because none of them are going to light a fucking candle to what you and I can do together.’