Bea’s Reviews > Wild Eyes > Status Update

“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