Hidden in a toolbox, in the rafters of his four-car garage, was an envelope full of pictures taken by a private detective...They were pictures of a scrawny, boyish looking nine year old with a wide mouth and a tangle of brown hair...Her eyes were oblong and deep set, their color hidden from the camera by the slant of the sun. The angles and planes of her face were oddly beautiful just then, in that moment, frozen on Kodak paper. A hint of the woman she would someday become.
And,_ I continued, ____ probably going to be a bitch most of the time. I guarantee I__l find a reason to yell at you almost every day, and don__ be surprised if a few drinks get dumped on you from time to time. That__ just me, and you__e going to have to deal with it. Because I__ not changing for you or anyone else. And I-__esley slid off his bar stool and pressed his lips against mine before the words could get out. My heart pounded as every thought vacated my mind. One of his arms encircled my waist, pulling me as close to him as possible, and his free hand cupped my face, his thumb tracing my cheekbone. He kissed me so passionately I thought we would catch on fire.It wasn__ until after he pulled away, both of us in need of some air, that I could think straight again.__ou jerk!_ I yelled, pushing him away from me. __issing me to make me shut up? God, you__e so obnoxious. I could just throw something at you right now.__esley hopped onto his bar stool with a big grin, and I suddenly remembered him telling me that I was sexy when I was mad at him. Go figure. __xcuse me, Joe,_ he called to the bartender. __ think Bianca wants a Cherry Coke.__espite my best efforts, I smiled. He wasn__ perfect, or even remotely close, for that matter, but, hey, neither was I. We were both pretty fucked up. Somehow, though, that made everything more exciting. Yeah, it was sick and twisted, but that__ reality, right? Escape is impossible, so why not embrace it?Wesley took my hand and laced his fingers with mine. __ou look beautiful tonight, Bianca.
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And,_ I continued, ____ probably going to be a bitch most of the time. I guarantee I__l find a reason to yell at you almost every day, and don__ be surprised if a few drinks get dumped on you from time to time. That__ just me, and you__e going to have to deal with it. Because I__ not changing for you or anyone else. And I-__esley slid off his bar stool and pressed his lips against mine before the words could get out. My heart pounded as every thought vacated my mind. One of his arms encircled my waist, pulling me as close to him as possible, and his free hand cupped my face, his thumb tracing my cheekbone. He kissed me so passionately I thought we would catch on fire.It wasn__ until after he pulled away, both of us in need of some air, that I could think straight again.__ou jerk!_ I yelled, pushing him away from me. __issing me to make me shut up? God, you__e so obnoxious. I could just throw something at you right now.__esley hopped onto his bar stool with a big grin, and I suddenly remembered him telling me that I was sexy when I was mad at him. Go figure. __xcuse me, Joe,_ he called to the bartender. __ think Bianca wants a Cherry Coke.__espite my best efforts, I smiled. He wasn__ perfect, or even remotely close, for that matter, but, hey, neither was I. We were both pretty fucked up. Somehow, though, that made everything more exciting. Yeah, it was sick and twisted, but that__ reality, right? Escape is impossible, so why not embrace it?Wesley took my hand and laced his fingers with mine. __ou look beautiful tonight, Bianca.
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