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“Her name is Tabitha, not that you need to know. Because you? You’re going to keep my wife’s name out of your fucking mouth.”

THIS 🤌🏻🤌🏻

“Anyway, girls. This is Gwen.”

Ooooh Gwen as in, Bash and Gwen from book 4!! GOT IT

“Is getting married as exhausting as it looks?”
I snort and roll my head along the back of the couch to look at the teenager. “Girl. Have you met men? Everything about them is exhausting.”

Lmaaaoo true that

“Kill you or fuck you, Tabby?” My voice drops lower. “Oh, I’ve decided.”
"Fuck,” she mutters, teeth strumming her bottom lip as she glances away.
"Yep. That’s the one.”
“Friendly reminder that this marriage is fake,” she mutters, focusing just a little too hard on the table where our friends sit.
"Nothing fake about how wet you are right now.”

Kicking my feet screaming crying teehee

“I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with me being a porn star. If you want to see me fuck someone, the bathroom is right there. Drag me in there right now, and you can watch in the mirror while I bend you over.”

MY LORD

“Just fucking let me take care of you. Where is it?” He glances up at me, and my stomach bottoms out. All those dark features homed in on me. Him on his knees for me. Wanting to take care of me."

Are we still talking about the burn in your hand..?

"I have a summer home in Emerald Lake. There are laws that require me to leave. Staying for more than six months is frowned upon by immigration. And my time is almost up."

I can see the whole plot already:
Rhys doesnt want to uproot Milo but wants to be near him
So hell want stay longer in CND instead of going Florida
So hell need a visa of some type
"Im marrying someone Canadian" visa
Thus, marriage of convenience

I wish I could say I don’t think about Tabitha.
But that would be a lie. Because much like the very first time I met her, I can’t get the woman out of my head.
Haven’t been able to for the past two years.

Only downhill from here I’m afraid
There there pat pat pat

It looks like a hippie haven. And she’s the queen. I love her already.
“I do plenty of online consultations, so this isn’t out of the ordinary for me. And please, call me Trixie.”

OH MY GOD. Trixie as in…Cole’s Therapist Trixie? The lady from Gold Rush Series??
I feel like we’ve come full circle🤯🤯

She smiles now
Its fucking blinding. Its a weapon, and she knows exactly what shes doing
Before, I was quiet because Im always suspicious of people. Now Im quiet because my brain is short circuiting, my eyes are wandering over shiny strands of dark hair, tan skin, and the feminine flare of her hips.
Tabitha is hot, she thinks I might have bodies buried in my basement, and has a mean handshake
Strangely, Im into it

“Kill you or fuck you, Tabby?” My voice drops lower. “Oh, I’ve decided.”
"Fuck,” she mutters, teeth strumming her bottom lip as she glances away.
"Yep. That’s the one.”
“Friendly reminder that this marriage is fake,” she mutters, focusing just a little too hard on the table where our friends sit.
"Nothing fake about how wet you are right now.”

Kicking my feet screaming crying teehee

“I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with me being a porn star. If you want to see me fuck someone, the bathroom is right there. Drag me in there right now, and you can watch in the mirror while I bend you over.”

MY LORD

“Just fucking let me take care of you. Where is it?” He glances up at me, and my stomach bottoms out. All those dark features homed in on me. Him on his knees for me. Wanting to take care of me."

Are we still talking about the burn in your hand..?

"I have a summer home in Emerald Lake. There are laws that require me to leave. Staying for more than six months is frowned upon by immigration. And my time is almost up."

I can see the whole plot already:
Rhys doesnt want to uproot Milo but wants to be near him
So hell want stay longer in CND instead of going Florida
So hell need a visa of some type
"Im marrying someone Canadian" visa
Thus, marriage of convenience

I wish I could say I don’t think about Tabitha.
But that would be a lie. Because much like the very first time I met her, I can’t get the woman out of my head.
Haven’t been able to for the past two years.

Only downhill from here I’m afraid
There there pat pat pat

It looks like a hippie haven. And she’s the queen. I love her already.
“I do plenty of online consultations, so this isn’t out of the ordinary for me. And please, call me Trixie.”

OH MY GOD. Trixie as in…Cole’s Therapist Trixie? The lady from Gold Rush Series??
I feel like we’ve come full circle🤯🤯

She smiles now
And its blinding. Its a weapon, and she knows exactly what shes doing
Before, I was quiet because I’m always suspicious. Now I’m quiet because my brain is short-circuiting, and my eyes are wandering. Shiny strands of dark hair, tan skin, and the feminine flare of her hips.
Tabitha, is hot, looks like she thinks I have bodies in my basement, and has a mean handshake.
Im into it.

“I never want to leave again.”
“Then you don’t have to leave. Literally, whatever you want. It’s yours. Me. This place. The future. Just tell me what you want, and I will do everything in my power to give it to you.”

This or nothing

“Sorry I’m late.” Rhys towers over us as he ambles to our table, mouth set in a grim line despite his flushed cheeks and bright eyes. “Was working on something.”

Does that something go by the name “Tabitha” per chance..?

“Used to think you looked pretty onstage, but that’s just because I hadn’t seen you on your knees for me.”

The mouth on this man Jesus

“I’m done pretending that being your friend is enough.” I grip her thighs. “Now spread your legs.”

Making the cross sign and sending a prayer to god cos I get the feeling I’ll be going to hell after this

"I'll make such a mess of you that I'll have to be a fan in the shower too"
"West…I thought we were taking a breather"
"Right, but the week is almost up. Then this fucking breather is over. You can go ahead and breathe through your nose because this mouth will be busy"
She flushes "Thats not really what I meant by a breather"
"Breathing is overrated. I'd rather be drowning in you"

Oh good Lord😩😳

“Well, I’ve been here to see you try to pet a bear. I’ve seen you with a bruised face. I’ve seen you get anxious. And Skylar? I like all those versions of you. You have me. You’ll always be relevant to me.”

Dude, yall met like a week ago😭

Neon signs illuminate the windows and old license plates decorate the walls, along with paper bills of various currencies and the occasional signed sports jersey. I only recognize one—Jasper Gervais, a famous hockey player.

ARIANA?! What you doing here gurl!!

“No, fancy face. Those”—he points at my face, finger flicking from side to side—“are wild eyes. The eyes of a woman who just chose fight over flight. Don’t smother that. Keep ‘em and you’ll come out on top. Trust me.”

Yeah Skylab. Stand up to yourself. Grow a backbone