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“Dropping this bar on me is not going to make you feel better, my dude,”“I’m not sure about that,” he growled, and I shivered. Matty was definitely being spooky sexy right now. “She was a fucking lunatic.” He glanced around like she was hiding in a corner and was going to overhear our conversation. “Why are we whispering?” I whispered. “Someone like that, you have to whisper about.” He shivered.

The group had been good to me, welcoming in a way I wasn’t used to, like I belonged there just as much as any of them. I’d laughed more tonight than I could ever remember laughing in my life, loud, real, unrestrained laughter that had my stomach aching from the sheer force of it… Casey and Nat had all but glued themselves to my side, already making plans for us that I couldn’t help but hope were real.

i cant wait for this to be over

I continued to die of laughter. “She took pictures, Jace. This is your fault.” “That could be considered art in some places,” “A lot of places probably!” Matty made some sort of gassy elephant sound. “I suffered trying to save you! I made a sacrifice that will haunt me until my dying day.” He pointed at me. “You and Davis owe me for the rest of your existence. I probably need an exorcism now.”

Riley ran. Again. And I let her—for now. But if she thought that meant I was letting her go? Adorable. Truly.

Babycake ? What the fuck does that even mean ? I would had the biggest ick if someone dared to call me that

Her head snapped up, and the second her wide, honey-colored eyes met mine, something clicked into place inside me. Like the fucking universe had just aligned in my favor. Like I’d been waiting my whole life to meet her. It was over. I was done. She was mine. She just didn’t know it yet.