Tanika

“Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.”
― Margaret Atwood

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“So… hypothetically speaking, you’d be okay with me being pregnant?” He stops to think about it. “Hypothetically speaking, I want to marry your ass and have babies with you. How’s that?” I’m smiling so wide I’m sure you can see it from outer-space. I respond the only way I can think of, by gripping his collar into my fists and crashing my lips to his for a long, heated kiss. “Hypothetically speaking, you’re crazy.” I pant. Xavier pouts. “Why?” “For starters, we’re nineteen and you’ll change your mind.” “Okay, but what if—” Xavier pecks the tip of my nose. —hypothetically speaking, I ask you in a year or two once you understand how much I could never change my fucking mind about you even if I wanted to?” My heart is beating so fast you’d think it’s trying to go into cardiac arrest. “Well, then, hypothetically, I’d say yes.” “Cool. So, hypothetically, can we go the fuck home now so I can strip you naked and—” he leans forward to whisper the rest in my ear.”
― Eliah Greenwood, Dear Love, I Hate You

“I’m never fucking deserting you, Harper.” His voice is so low I can hear my own heart pounding. “Deal with it.” Then he crashes his lips against mine. But Xavier Emery doesn’t just kiss you. Xavier Emery owns you.”
― Eliah Greenwood, Dear Love, I Hate You