Arlandria

“Mal!"
"What?"
"Close the door down there and lock it," David yelled. "Don't you come up here under any circumstances. Not till I tell you it's okay. Understood?"
There was a pause then Mal yelled back. "What if there's a fire?"
"Burn.”
― Kylie Scott, Lick

“Mother of God, it’s huuuuge!” “I know.” “No, seriously.” “I know.” “Fuck me. I think I’m about to pee myself”
― Kylie Scott, Lick

“So, come on,” he said softly, taunting me. “What’s the plan here, Ev? How were you going to convince me?”
“Oh. Well, I was um … I was going to seduce you, I guess. And see what happened. Yeah…”
“How? By complaining about me buying you stuff?”
“No. That was just an added bonus. You’re welcome.”
He licked his lips, but I saw the smile. “Right. Come on then, show me your moves.”
“My moves?”
“Your seduction techniques. Come on, time’s a-wasting.” I hesitated and he clicked his tongue, impatient. “I’m only wearing a towel, baby. How hard can this be?”
― Kylie Scott, Lick

“Lauren: Whatever happens do not break up the band!!
Me: Got it.
Lauren: But break his heart. He wrote San Pedro after what's-her-name cheated on him. That album was BRILLIANT!
Me: Promise to leave him a broken quivering mess.
Lauren: That's the spirit.”
― Kylie Scott, Lick