Cold Hard Cash: Los Angeles Bad Boys
“Anyone. Everyone. Fuck. This girl causes me to lose my fucking mind, and I can’t let her out of my sight.
But I’m not throwing any punches, not tonight.
Instead, I’m taking this girl back to my hotel room, and I’ll show her why she never needs to look anywhere but into my eyes.
I swear, if she wants, I’ll show her my fucking soul. I’ll give her everything.
We get in a limo. I don’t stop to ask if it’s what she wants. I know it is. The only person who needs to speak right now is ...me, and those will be apologies.
The rush of running through the club and jumping in the car has us breathless. Now the car is moving, but the limo is silent. It’s just Evangeline and me, facing on one another on the bench seats. There’s too much quiet. Too much we need to say.
Too much I need to say.
She’s in light blue jeans and a plain white tee-shirt, her hair in a messy bun.MoreLess
But I’m not throwing any punches, not tonight.
Instead, I’m taking this girl back to my hotel room, and I’ll show her why she never needs to look anywhere but into my eyes.
I swear, if she wants, I’ll show her my fucking soul. I’ll give her everything.
We get in a limo. I don’t stop to ask if it’s what she wants. I know it is. The only person who needs to speak right now is ...me, and those will be apologies.
The rush of running through the club and jumping in the car has us breathless. Now the car is moving, but the limo is silent. It’s just Evangeline and me, facing on one another on the bench seats. There’s too much quiet. Too much we need to say.
Too much I need to say.
She’s in light blue jeans and a plain white tee-shirt, her hair in a messy bun.MoreLess
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