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- I'm impressed that you and Joshua came together." I hope my weird brain doesn't file away her last filthy-sounding sentence.
- omg
- I slide into his car and nearly fall unconscious. His scent is intensified in here perfectly, baked my summer, preserved by snow, sealed and pressurized inside glass and metal. I inhale like a professional perfumer. Top notes of mint, bitter coffee, and cotton. Mid notes of black pepper and pine. Base notes of leather and cedar. Luxurious as cashmere. If this is what his car smells like, imagine his bed. Good idea. Imagine his bed.
- He gets in, tosses my coat on the backseat, and I look sideways at his lap. Holy shit. I avert my eyes. Whatever he's got there is impressive enough to make my eyes slide back again. "You've died of shock," he chides like a schoolteacher
- OH MY GOD I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET READING THIS
- "It made Patrick sweat. He's go into my room and obsess over it. He's ask me every day if I'd eaten it. It drove him insane. It drove my parents goddamn insane. Even they'd beg me to eat it. When I finally did, it tasted better, knowing how bad someone else wanted it.
- I can't expect you to resign, but I can't be your boss. I'd give you inappropriate tasks and Jeanette would have a stroke." "And if I were your boss, I'd work you so fucking hard. So fucking hard." "Mmmm. I'd have dirty dreams all night."
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