Nezha gave her a smile. A real smile. “I like when we’re on the same side.”
“Me too,” she said, and that, finally, wasn’t a lie. How desperately she wished they could stay that way.
I hate this girl so much!
Something weird is happening to me. My chest is sore, and my eyes feel immense pressure, and they’re… wet. I think I might be crying for the first time in my life.
She opens the door, but I rush in front of her, blocking her exit as I drop to my knees and grab her hands. “Olivia,” I whisper clearly. “Please don’t leave me. Please stay with me.”
Her sadness is all over her face—she’s looking at me like I’m the one breaking her heart, her eyes following a tear as it slides down my cheek.
“Please,” I beg. “Accept my v-version of love. Pl-ease. I love you, Ol-l-l—”
Olivia doesn’t tell me she loves me back, or that she’ll stay. She just gives me a warm smile and pulls her hand away before squeezing past me.
Turning on my side, I open her drawer and pull out her journal. Total invasion of privacy, but it allows me to see into her head without needing to split open her skull and inspect her brain with a magnifying glass.
She touches a lot on sexual activity—how inactive she is, which makes me smile. After tonight, we are officially actively fucking, my sweet Olivia. I’ll be doing this every single night now. She came all over my cock, whimpered my name, and moaned, so she definitely liked it.
What kind of a brother would I be if I didn’t give her more?
When nobody moved, she flapped her hands to shoo us out of the auditorium, like we were so many unwelcome chickens. I loitered until James brushed past me, then followed him out to the loading dock. Alexander was already there, already lighting a spliff.
“That son of a bitch,” he said. “He’s got half as many lines as we do and he’s got the nerve to interrupt our first off-book run? Fuck him.” He sat down, sucked hard on the spliff, then passed it up to James, who took one short drag and handed it back.
“You’re not wrong,” he said as he exhaled, a cloud of white smoke issuing from his lips. “But neither is he.”
Alexander looked mutinous. “Well, fuck you, too.”
“Don’t pout. We should know our lines better. Richard’s called us out on it, is all.”
“Yeah,” I said, “but he was a major dick about it.”
One corner of James’s mouth twitched toward a smile. “True.”
Scene 10Kitabı okuyor
"In a word, in a phrase, it's a movie,
you're the star.
so smile for the camera, it's your big scene.
you know your lines."
e-kitap olarak okuyorum.
Katılıyorum.
“So… you’ll be hunting me?” I asked warily.
“When the full moon comes, yes. But don’t worry, I don’t bite humans,” he said with a wink.
I did not believe him. No one with a smile that charming was up to anything good.
Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined, loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don’t mind, I’m the Cool Girl.
Idly sipping some tea staring at an azure sky,
As my thoughts wandered to you, lips gently sighed,
A handful of sweet songs must be buried for a long while,
Wondering can I ever witness your smile?
Wondering can you ever see this poetry smile?
Sayfa 11 - Liu Yi PublishingKitabı okuyor
Jill knew that he was trying to ease the tension but couldn't find it in herself to smile back.
They smile when they don’t want to smile, they kiss when they don’t want to kiss.
İngilislər zarafatla deyirlər ki, ingilis dilində “təbəssüm” sözü ən uzun sözdür. Həqiqətən, “smile” sözündəki ilk və sən hərfləri çıxarsaq, mile (mil) sözünü alarıq.
Sayfa 38Kitabı okudu
I want to make her smile. Hell, I want to see her smile at me.
Remy
Jacks the master of avoiding questions
“You can ask me whatever you want, Little Fox.”
“Splendid!” Her mouth turned up into a sweet smile. “Tell me about the apples.”
“Next question.”
Evangeline and JacksKitabı okudu
and i'll smile and i'll learn to pretend
and i'll never be open again
and i'll have no more dreams to defend
and i'll never be open again