escape

What do you recommend?_ he asked me, leaning down to speak softly in my ear. I shivered all over. I recommend we go home and spend the afternoon with you whispering in my ear while you make me scream your name, I thought, and bit my tongue to hold it in.

There__ no magical healing in this. I won__ wake up tomorrow fixed and joyful. I__l still hurt and grieve. But moments like this, with Colton? They make it all bearable. He doesn't fix me, doesn't heal me. He just makes life worthwhile. He helps me remember to breathe, shows me how to smile again. He kisses me, and I can forget pain, forget the urges I still have to cut for the pain that erases the emotions.

I walked to the bookcase and examined the storybooks inside. As a girl, I had dreamed of having stacks of books at my disposal--stories to get lost in, other worlds to live in when mine was so bleak.

But many of us seek community solely to escape the fear of being alone. Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.

Fortunately, no matter how many times she is pushed down, she bounds up again. No matter how many times she is forbidden, quelled, cut back, diluted, tortured, touted as unsafe, dangerous, mad, and other derogations, she emanates upward in women, so that even the most quiet, even the most restrained woman keeps a secret place for Wild Woman, Even the more repressed woman has a secret life, with secret thoughts and secret feelings which are lush and wild, that is, natural. Even the most captured woman guards the place of the wildish self, for she knows intuitively that someday there will be a loophole, an aperture, a chance, and she will hightail it to escape.

Judgment doesn__ always fall on the unjust in this life. Sometimes you have to make your own way out.

She toyed around with his smiles and emotions, till they actually turned plastic. And then, She changed the toy_

(...) I do want to leave, in the desperate way that an animal wants to escape a trap. Wild and rabid. Ready to gnaw through bone.

She felt trapped, but she didn't have to. The world is wide open and ready, waiting for us to escape this bubble and join it.

Do you know how hard it__ been to not fuck you this whole journey?" he asked inside my head.__hy can__ I make love to you? Your husband sent you off to breed with a vampire._ Samuel__ fangs retracted. __ast time I checked, I was a vampire.

I call you domina because that__ what you are,_ Samuel insisted.__t__ what I was. Now I__ just Brie. What if I only called you pathfinder?

I shuddered at the thought of what I would do for her if she asked__ill, steal, desecrate the holy god Ambi, destroy cities and masses of people just at her command.

The very thought of him coming so close to tasting you makes me want to split his head in two.

Would she flee if she knew the thoughts I kept in my mind? My hands went to her flat stomach. My fingers sank in the soft tan flesh around her waist. One day her belly would be full of my children and her mind would only be focused on me.

She wants her freedom.

His gaze drank me in and he made no attempt to conceal that fact.

...my desire for him exploded into a great hunger. I was dizzy with it.

_he grabbed my hand again. That same warmth hit me, seeping into my skin. I bit my lip and forced myself not to relish in the tingling heat. Samuel__ eyes widened. Fangs erupted from his gums. His nostrils flared as he inhaled me.