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First published June 9, 2015
“I know it’s against session rules, but I’m fucking dyin’ to kiss you.”
“She had no idea what it was about him. He was, after all, just like the other men she taught. Well, that wasn’t exactly true; he was a lot more combative and exceedingly more aggressive and — she winced at the thought — a lot more attractive, too. She tried hard not to see him in any other way than as her student, but it was too hard to ignore the man who drove her crazy…
As scared as she was when he’d flung the desk at the wall during her class, she’d been unable to tear her eyes from him, watching with fascination as the beast inside him roared. He was animalistic and, for that brief time, utterly uncaged.”
“And why should I be scared of you?”
He moved forward in his seat… “You should be scared,” he murmured. “I’ve done thing that would make your pretty little head spin, and, you being this close” — he gestured between them — “well, let’s just say... it just makes me want to be bad all over again.”
“She watched the ire in his eyes dim and his strong, large chest began to slow. He swallowed hard and Kat stared at his Adams apple bobbing at the front of his throat. She shook her head free of the inappropriate thoughts entering it. Not least, the one where her tongue traveled the length of the black neck tattoo that was teasing her mercilessly. She wondered how far down his body it went…”
“Carter stared at Jack, silently accepting the line that lay between himself and his tutor. As blurred as it had become, he knew he couldn’t cross it. He knew he shouldn’t cross it.
The silent question that hung between them was whether he had the strength to remember that or, rules be damned, cross it anyway.”
“Is everything all right, Miss Lane.”
The two of them startled at Mrs. Latham’s voice. Carter blinked, realizing how close they’d been standing to each other.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She told the old woman, who was eyeing Carter. He smirked.
“I heard a scream.” She adjusted her glasses.
“Yeah,” Carter interrupted. “That was me. I saw a spider. Fucking huge. I’m terrified of them. Kat saved me.”
He flashed her his trademark smile to seal the deal.
“Can I tell you something?”
Kat could do nothing but nod. Carter’s stare prowled down her face, coming to a dead stop at her mouth.
“I really, really, really want to kiss you right now.”
“Cart—“
“I know I shouldn’t, and I don’t usually kiss, but, fuck, I want to.” He trailed his thumb across her mouth. “I want to find out what your top lip tastes like,” He licked his own. “And then compare it to the bottom.” He exhaled. “I’m desperate to know if your tongue tastes of peaches.”
“Carter,” she whispered again, in one final attempt to stop what she knew in her heart was inevitable. “We can’t do this.”
“I know,” he answered, cupping the side of her face. He tilted his head, his mouth a luscious whisper across the edge of hers. “Just one taste. Just one. That’s all I want.”
And then his lips pressed against hers.
Carter let his nose touch the tip of hers. “I’m not a good person, Kat —“
“Bullshit.” She turned in his arms.
Before he could argue, Kat pressed on. “You saved my life.” She traced his lips with the tips of her fingers. “Don’t ever tell me you’re not good."
“I want you,” he murmured into her ear, before placing another kiss in the hollow behind her ear. “God help me, I don’t care if it’s against the rules. I want you so fucking much.”
"The pound of flesh which I demand of him,
Is dearly bought; 'tis mine and I will have it."
- The Merchant of Venice, Act 4, Scene 1
“Theirs was a love beyond words, beyond reason, beyond even the two of them. It was indescribable, inexplicable, but unbreakable and unyielding.”
“The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is dearly bought; ’tis mine and I will have it. —The Merchant of Venice, Act 4, Scene 1”
“She had no idea what it was about him. He was, after all, just like the other men she taught. Well, that wasn’t exactly true; he was a lot more combative and exceedingly more aggressive and — she winced at the thought — a lot more attractive, too. She tried hard not to see him in any other way than as her student, but it was too hard to ignore the man who drove her crazy.”
“I want you,” he murmured into her ear, before placing another kiss in the hollow behind her ear. “God help me, I don’t care if it’s against the rules. I want you so fucking much.”
“You’re everything to me, Peaches. You always have been. Always. You’re the best thing I’ve ever had in my life…you’re my everything.”
“I've missed you my whole life.”
“She hated her fear; she hated the root of it, and she knew she had to face it head-on—even though she was terrified of it.”
“She’d known him all of two days, spoken maybe a dozen words to him, mostly through gritted teeth, but still she knew, deep down, somewhere in her stomach, there was something about him, something more—something that set him apart from the other students in her class. Something that called to her in a way she could never explain.”
“I'm happy to have anything you're willing to give me at this point. Just sitting here with you would be enough.”
“Her touch and words grounded him, while her kisses made him fly.”
“You're everything to me, Peaches. You always have been. Always.”
The lines initially drawn between the two of them were now smudges, merging into the ground at Kat's feet. Now more than ever, she was prepared to cross them, knowing deep within her heart that Carter would be waiting for her on the other side.
Carter was at his most stunning when he was furious......He was in those moments, the most breathtaking creature she had ever seen.
The only person she'd wanted to see was Carter. The only arms she wanted around her, the only chest she wanted to press her face into, the only mouth she wanted against hers, and the only scent she wanted to breathe in were Carter's.
"You're everything to me. Peaches. You always have been. Always. You're the best thing I've ever had in my life. You're my everything."
She made him feel greater than any gun, any drug, any boost, any deal. She gave him more strength than he'd ever thought possible. With her, he was truly invulnerable.
6. okumada gelen yorum:
bu kitabın biraz abartılması gerektiğini düşünüyorum.
hatta bayaaaaaaaaaaaaaa abartılsın.
yani arkadaşlar wes'e zaten tapıyorum da kate'e de tapmak gerekiyor anlatabiliyor muyum?
yazarın anlatımına, olay örgüsüne, yan karakterlerin yarattığı öneme, aşka bakış açışına, klişeyi efsaneleştirişine tapmak gerekiyor.
hemen hemen her hero bookboyfriend'im ama wes fuckin' carter diğer erkekleri benim için mahvedip hayatıma single kız kurusu olarak devam etmeme sebep olan ve olacak karakterlerden biri.
yani öyle bişi ki, allah kahretsin yani nasıl alfa, cocky ve küstah olup hem de bu kadar ürkek, savunmasız ve hassas olabilirsin aşko“I want to find out what your top lip tastes like.” He licked his own. “And then compare it to the bottom.” He exhaled. “I’m desperate to know if your tongue tastes of peaches.”
dicem ki şimdi bunlar klasik geçelim. GEÇEMEYİZ KUZUM. aynı herif breakdown yaşayan hatunla neredeyse sevişmek üzerelerken breakdown yaşadığını fark ettiğinde onu sakinleştirip kollarında uyutup, bi ara uyandıktan sonra kızı örtü altında bırakıp kendi örtü üstünde yatıp kız sorunca seni rahatsız etmek istemedim diyen bi adam.
yıldız tilbe ablamız ne diyor? NE YANA YIKILAYIM?“I went through a dozen labels, including ‘my girlfriend,’ but that just … doesn’t seem big enough.” His face creased to show his distaste for the word. “And I couldn’t say ‘my Peaches’ because that shit is mine alone.”
gerizekalım ya şaşkolozum benim ağlıcam.“Me. Man. Build fire for woman,” he boomed, pounding his chest and gesturing proudly to the pit.
böyle de şapşik işte buna da ağlıcam.If he was a dirty fucking liar, then he would be her dirty fucking liar.
i am de dirty fucking cryingKat had ruined him. And he couldn’t have been fucking happier.
e allah daI’m yours to mark.
benimI love you, it thrummed. I’m yours, but please, for the love of God, don’t break me.
belamı versin zatenHe was crying. She ran her hands up his back and neck, trying to calm him while struggling to keep herself together. “You’re all right, sweetheart.” “I need—I need to …” She kissed his neck. “Tell me what you need.” “Jesus, it’s … it’s, it’s here.” He grappled for her hand and pulled it to his thundering heart. “I’ve never felt anything like it.” He licked his lips. “It hurts.” “Your heart hurts?” His face collapsed. Kat watched the hot water fall down his face. “It’s yours. All of it.” He blinked his sodden lashes. “I know now. “Kat, I …” Carter lifted his head and, with his nose at the side of hers, his arms wrapped around her, and with the steam of the water cocooning them both, he opened his mouth, gazed into her eyes, and breathed, “I … I … love you.”
desem de verdi zaten. bu sahnenin gerisinden, Carter'ın buraya nasıl geldiğinden, ne vaziyette olduğundan bahsetmicem çünkü bahsedersem yeminlen loopa alırız beni
6. okumada gelen edit bitti (peki ben alttaki yorumda kendimi niye prangalara vuruyorum?)
“The pound of flesh which I demand of him is dearly bought; ‘tis mine and I will have it. - The Merchant of Venice, Act 4, Scene 1
“If you can’t pay a debt, you shouldn’t give your word.”
“The lines initially drawn between the two of them were now smudges, merging into the ground at Kat’s feet. Now more than ever, she was prepared to cross them, knowing deep within her heart that Carter would be waiting for her on the side.”
“You’re everything to me, Peaches. You always have been. Always. You’re the best thing I’ve ever had in my life…you’re my everything.”
“You saved my life…don’t ever tell me you’re not good.”
“I want you,” he murmured into her ear, before placing another kiss in the hollow behind her ear. “God help me, I don’t care if it’s against the rules. I want you so fucking much.”
She turned her head, looking him straight in the eye, and smiled like a vixen. “I want you, too.”
“You’re everything to me, Peaches … You’re the best thing I’ve ever had in my life.” He kissed her. “You’re my everything.”
“Do you know I’d do anything for you?” he asked. “Do you know I think about you constantly? Sometimes I think I’m crazy. You make me crazy. I’m insane when I’m not with you. Jesus, Kat, I ache.”
She grabbed at his neck.
“I need you so badly,” he continued, breathlessly. “I need us. I need to feel us like this, because I swear to God, my heart, it beats only for you.”
“I need you.”
“Peaches…You have me. You always have.”