“I've waited my whole life to sleep with you, Ellie Watt. I can't just pick you up from Safeway.”

“Who was that?" he whispered."Who?" I asked, playing dumb."That Ellie Watt. I know the real Ellie Watt and she’s not that much of a people person.""Which Ellie do you prefer?" I asked teasingly.He stopped walking and pulled me closer to him,staring down into my eyes."Whichever one I’ve got.”

“I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”

“That is what I thought of you, Ellie. Heartless, reckless, selfish, and cruel."He was back to shooting me when my armor was down. I turned my face away from him, not wanting to let him see the hurt in my eyes. He reached up and put his fingers under my chin, bringing my face forward again, forcing me to look at him."Beautiful, sad, wounded, and lost," he continued. "A freak, a work of art, a liar, and a lover."His gaze was starting to eat away at my insides. Razor-blade butterflies whirled in my heart."I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”

“The person my heartache would spit out wouldn’t be Ellie Watt and she wouldn’t be Eden White. I didn’t know her name, but I knew she wouldn’t possess a heart.I was fucking scared of her.”

“So, what would you like to drink?” “Aside from you?” I laughed anxiously. “You can’t drink me.” He leaned forward, his eyes running up and down my body, causing my skin to heat. “Yes, I believe I can. And I believe I will. But for now, I’ll just have a Bombay and tonic.”

“I can't ever lose what I just felt." He kissed my cheek. "I'm afraid if I did, I'd come looking for you too. I'm afraid I can relate...to him.”