You, Me, and Forever Excerpt

So maybe I’d expected him to end it a week ago, when he’d set out a very romantic picnic on the boat for me.


Or the day we’d returned from New York, when he’d invited me over for dinner.


I was a girl who’d had the rug pulled out from beneath her feet a few times before. I didn’t want to be caught off guard.


This was why I used a gratitude journal and vision boards. It was an effort to stop myself from expecting people to let me down.


“Fine. This isn’t doomsday. I’m just letting you know that when that day comes, I’m going to be fine.”


“So you keep telling me. Now get your ass out of the car so I can show you something.”


“This place is abandoned. We could get arrested for trespassing.”


“Just get out of the damn car, woman.”


He came around to the passenger side of his rented car just as I pushed my door open. “Why do you seem so nervous, then?”


He huffed out a breath and whipped around, and my chest slammed into his. “Maybe because this is new for me. Has that ever dawned on you?”


My eyes widened. “What’s new for you? A fling that lasts a few weeks?”


“I see you every single day. You’re in my bed every single night. It’s a bit more than a fucking fling, yeah?”


Why is he so angry? He’s the one who made the rules. I just agreed to them.


“Fine. I misspoke. It’s a relationship that ends in three weeks. When you move away, and we don’t see one another anymore.”


He shook his head and cursed under his breath. “Can you just stop analyzing it, and let me give you a goddamn surprise?”


“You’re so touchy today.” I chuckled and then tried to catch up to him as he stormed toward the old farmhouse.

“You don’t make surprising you very easy.” He paused when we walked up the few steps to the front porch. “Now close your eyes and prepare to be dazzled.”


I squeezed my eyes shut. “Fine. Dazzle me, Moneybags.”


He took my hand and walked me forward a few steps. “Open your eyes.”