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#poughkeepsie

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Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you.” Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were warm.


Debra Anastasia


#love #poughkeepsie #love

Eve held his eyes and confidently licked the length of the razor-sharp blade with the tip of her tongue. Red blood beaded up on her tongue, and she licked her lips, giving them a fresh coat of color. Eve used the knife to blow a kiss in Beckett’s direction and disappeared into the crowd. Beckett forgot to keep dancing. He stood stock still with Kyle still twirling around him. Eve had just f*cked his mind so hard, he wanted to smoke a cigarette and cuddle like some soap-watching woman.


Debra Anastasia


#love #poughkeepsie #love

She picked up the phone and dialed Blake's number. His silky hello made her smile. "You're smiling, right?" His voice was so intimate. "Of course," she murmured. "Does it still count if you don't see it?" "It counts when I feel it," he replied.


Debra Anastasia


#debra-anastasia #love #poughkeepsie #smiles #love

Stop. Stop that. Tell me what happened to you.” She gently ran her fingers down the length of his chest. Blake shook his head. “My life outside of this train station won’t touch you.” His green eyes swam with pain and determination.


Debra Anastasia


#love #poughkeepsie #life

I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave. Sorry.


Debra Anastasia


#bittersweet-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #love #poughkeepsie

I love you in such a greedy way, I’m guilty about it.” She tilted her head back as he moved his lips to her throat. “Guilty is for crimes. Always is for love.


Debra Anastasia


#crushed-seraphim #mine #poughkeepsie #seriana #love

She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much.


Debra Anastasia


#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #poughkeepsie

So you’re the music note, Beckett’s obviously the knife, who’s the cross?” She stroked Blake’s tattoo. “You’re about to find out. We’re headed to church.” Blake leaned in to kiss her forehead. “Of course we are. That makes perfect sense.” From hell to heaven.


Debra Anastasia


#love #poughkeepsie #love

We’re going to find your hobo. We’re going to work hard—work nights. Liv, we’re going to put our balls into it.” She hugged her tightly. “When did we get balls?” Livia loved her ridiculous sister. “Just now.


Debra Anastasia


#love #poughkeepsie #love

After soft kisses, they pressed their hands together palm to palm. The tingling scattered all over Livia's body, warming her. "Do you feel that?" she whispered with a smile. His lips moved in his silent count. Blake wrapped his fingers around her hand. She copied the movement. Their hands together now resembled a heart-not a cartoon rendering of the shape, but a real human heart. He touched her lips with his and murmured, "I've been feeling it since you first smiled at me.


Debra Anastasia


#debra-anastasia #homeless #love #poughkeepsie #love






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