My ex wants to come and rescue me.’‘Too late! I already rescued you. Who does this guy think he is?
He shushed her, laughing. “I’d like to be that spider, if that woman was you.
The kiss wasn’t a buildup to something else; it wasn’t a promise of more to come – it couldn’t be. Just a sweet, sad acknowledgment that this was something beautiful that could never be.
It’s your hero complex, isn’t it? You should see someone about that.” “Right after I get my head examined.
Her biggest fear was that Flynn would walk away before she could even start to worry about him not coming home.
I don’t believe in happy endings,” Flynn said, spinning Tess and tilting up her chin. “Just happy beginnings.
I’m quite capable of taking responsibility for my own death.
Look.” He stepped closer, his voice lowered to a gruff murmur, and lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to meet his gaze – which just made her want to stretch up and kiss him.
Gunfire cracked around them. “Just warning shots,” he yelled. “How do you know?” “We’re not dead.
I think I’ve proved that I’m not to be trusted,” he said.”Then why do I feel safer now that I have in my entire life?””Because you’re just as screwed up as me.
You were a kidnapping waiting to happen – you’re lucky it was me.””Luckiest day of my life.
You’re not what I expected in a pirate.”He laughed, curtly. “You’re not what I expected in a princess.
I’ll shower, then we can go. I smell like a zombie.”Hell, if the undead looked like that, bring on the zombie apocalypse.
How do I say ‘kiss me’ in French?” she whispered.”Embrasse moi.”Oh yes, even that sounded better in French.
Pretending to him that she felt something would be easy. Pretending to herself that she didn’t? That was a whole other story.