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" Jory, most people, when hit men come after them, they get killed. You‘re lucky, spontaneous, and your guardian angel is overworked and way underpaid"
"I know, right? My angel walks into a bar and the other angels are like, Oh shit, that‘s the poor sap that‘s got Jory Harcourt. Look at him, he started drinking again.‘" Sam was smiling. "Look at the twitch he‘s got, poor bastard. "
― Mary Calmes , Bulletproof (A Matter of Time #5)
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" I know you worry about getting older, about not being the prettiest guy in the room anymore."
And I worried about aging, but not how he thought. I had never presumed I was prettiest, just one of many. My only concern now was that Sam Kage thought I was hot.
"But there will never come a time when that will be the case," he said, pressing soft kisses to the side of my neck. I leaned my head back so he could reach more of my throat. "To me, Jory," he said, "you‘re more beautiful now than you ever have been, and I can‘t wait to see what you‘re gonna look like at forty and fifty and sixty, and God willing a lot more numbers after that."
"Many after that," I assured him as my eyes drifted open so I could look up into his smoky-blue ones.
"The most important thing is that you‘re mine, you belong to me," he said, his hands pressing me closer before he kissed me. "
― Mary Calmes , Bulletproof (A Matter of Time #5)
