Reckless

It means . . . I live you. Like I see you everywhere, you are in everything. Our connection is more than physical.”

“Te vivo, baby girl.”

Doesn’t much matter who she’s dancing with when her eyes are on you.”

I’ve always liked Winter. I liked her when you told me stories about her before I met her. I liked her the first time I laid eyes on her at the shitty gas station on the corner of Rosewood and Main. I liked her when she yelled I must have a small dick.” Rhett’s face is a mix of confusion and disbelief. “And I especially like her now. I’m not sad about Vivi. The only thing I’m sad about is not being there for Winter earlier. But that’s my cross to bear. So, if you’re looking for a person to commiserate with about how awful she is, you need to find someone else.”

“That’s a fascinating assessment, Winter. But I’m not pretending a single fucking thing. Because for a year and a half all I’ve had to do is remember you and me that night to be stuck walking around all day like this.”

His eyes slice over to mine, busting me. Again. “I’m not. Yet.”

, Winter. You’re my only baby mama.”

I could fucking bury whoever made you believe you’re as unlovable as you seem to think.”

“I think I like you because you are a heart-stopping, jaw-dropping type of beautiful.”

hate feeling jealous, but so much of what I see here tonight fills me with that dark, bitter emotion.
I could burst with it.
Not like I begrudge anyone else what they have. It’s more that I long to have it too.
It makes me realize what I’ve missed out on all these years. It makes me realize all the things I don’t have.
The things I never will.