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We are back to having the language barrier! Yay! And not only that, we have ASL! ASL! ASL! *chants*

For some reason, the characters feel a little Jane Austen-y. But I'm definitely not comparing this book to her novels.

This book was actually recommended to me. A mindless smut book.. recommended... it must be good.

I had to put it down. It's a heavy book and I love it but I just don't want it to be over.

IT'S KICKING OFF. Holy mother of god!

Oh.

The fuck just happened... the FUCK JUST HAPPENED?

Can we fucking stay in Jada's POV for 5 minutes?

Okaaaaay, at least Mac is more bare-able than in Burned but holy fuck, can we move on from her POV?

My guess is Raymond is her dad. And Naz is the right hand and got asked to seduce her.

I just want to know all of the mysteries!

Prove them wrong.

Be my spark

“Are you out of your goddamn mind? You think we can take on two hundred soldiers? I know I am an extremely attractive man, J, but I am not Bruce Lee.”
“Who’s Bruce Lee?”
“Who’s Bruce Lee?” Kenji asks, horrified. “Oh my God. We can’t even be friends anymore.”
“Why? Was he a friend of yours?”
“You know what,” he says, “just stop. Just—I can’t even talk to you right now.”

I stare into his eyes for what feels like forever.
He leans into my ear. Lowers his voice. “Ignite, my love. Ignite.”

“Is this really happening?” I hear him whisper.

I just picture Warner saying, "Is this real life? What even is this?"

Immediate disappointment. But it's cool, bro.

I didn't need a bath scene anyways.

*sobs*

HOLY FUCK BATH SCENE
WARNING
WARNING
BATH.
FUCKING.
SCENE!

It’s the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world. The kind that takes forever and no time at all. His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, “I think,” he says, “my heart is going to explode,” and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever.

CHAPTER 55, BRO!

And something inside of me shatters.
Every vertebra, every knuckle, both kneecaps, both hips. I am a pile of bones on the floor and no one knows it but me. I am a broken skeleton with a beating heart.

“I am not dramatic, okay? My presence just commands a certain kind of attention—”

Warner, you are hurting my heart.

“I love you.”
He breaks.
His voice. His back. His knees. His face.
He breaks.

WARNER IS DA BEST

With no demands. No expectations. Believing full well that I was in love with someone else, and that saving my life meant making me whole again only to give me back to another guy.

ERMERGED IT WAS WARNER THE WHOLE TIME... J:SFJKSJF

“That’s because you’re not fragile,” Kenji says. “If anything, everyone needs to protect themselves from you. You’re like a freaking beast,” he says. Then adds, “I mean, you know—like, a cute beast. A little beast that tears shit up and breaks the earth and sucks the life out of people.”
“Nice.”
“I’m here for you.”
“I can tell.”