“She's waking up. Get the bat." Not exactly the best words to wake up to.”

“Maybe you’re sleepwalking. And sleeptexting. And sleepprimping.”“What’s next?” I grumbled to myself. Things were getting more out of control by the minute.“I don’t know,” she said, straightening up and tucking her phone into the waistband of her leggings. “Just don’t start sleepfucking.”

“I certainly ain’t saying it’s impossible. But Ada, look at Perry. Do you think that’s what is happening?”She rolled her eyes and slammed the bat against her palm. “Holy fuck, yes, you retard! You have some inbreeding going down there in the South? Is that what’s wrong with you?”

“I fucked up. More than I have ever fucked up before. I had the love of my life in my hands for one beautiful, exquisite moment before I ripped her apart and my heart bore the paper cuts.”

“I used to dream big. It seemed like somewhere along the way I had forgotten about that. And gave up.”

“I need you,” she said with such determination that it was like declaring war. I watched her lips as she said it. If she wanted war, she was going to get war.I smiled.Then I threw caution to the wind and did the thing I’d been dreaming about doing. I lunged for her, grabbing her face in my hands, bringing her mouth to mine.”

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