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385 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2013




“The evening feels like a long love letter, with sweet touches and looks speaking volumes of truth.”





"It's been a year, two months, and seventeen days since I last saw him. Two years, ten months, and five days since he broke my heart - well, since I knew that he had broken my heart.
Technically, he began breaking my heart the moment I met him, five years, eleven months and one day ago."
"All my life I've said what everyone wanted me to say, worn what everyone wanted me to wear, acted just so - never realizing until this very moment that I've been waiting for someone to look past it all and actually see me." ~ Sparrow

"You're going to break my heart, Sparrow Fisher." And I think, Not before you break mine.
"Well, my number is the same. I will never change it. You know, hoping one day you'll call and say you're taking me back," he says earnestly.
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"You're impossible."
"You're delectable."
"You're incorrigible."
"You're edible."
"You are my first
And last
And only
True Love --"

"Little Bird, our love has been hard-earned from the very beginning. It is more precious to me than anything on earth. I can't just let go of it. And I won't stop fighting for it." ~ Ian

"When I got home, I took out my journal titled Important Things that Happened in my 14th Year and wrote: I Saw Ian Sterling. I've been looking for him ever since."
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"He asked me out a half dozen times before I said yes. If he'd just shown me his chest, we could have settled the matter much sooner."
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"Never hesitate to tell the truth. It's the only way it will be any good."
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"I've been looking for you, his eyes are saying.
You've found me now, I'm certain my eyes are saying."
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"All kisses before this have been mere child's play. I drink him in and know my fate is sealed: I am his."
“I see this face every night when I close my eyes. All day long, I think I see you, everywhere I go…” His eyes cloud, and he drops his hands. “I’ve dreamed this so many times, I’m not even sure you’re real right now. Are you really here?”



I’ve been looking for you, his eyes are saying.
You’ve found me now, I’m certain my eyes are responding.



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"Love is enough.
Love does conquer all.
Love really does always protect, trust, hope, persevere...
I'd even go as far as saying that love never fails.
I finally believe that."





“You are in me. In the deepest part of me. Deeper than my memories, my unconscious thoughts. Deeper than my ever-changing emotions. You are in the place right next to where I keep my faith in God (a faith that I won't let go of now, in spite of it being shaken many times, from without and within). You're deep in me.”
“My life didn't begin until you breathed into it. ~ Ian”
“I suppose I might never have known or believed that love could be so strong if I hadn't seen it dragged through this hell. Now I know that love can truly endure anything.”




I can no more "go on" without you than I could if half my body was cut away.
"God, you're hot," he says. "I don't forget when we're apart - at all - but it just sort of shocks me all over again when I see you."
"Your boyfriend doesn't seem very attentive," he whispers.
"Oh, he's attentive," I whisper back.
"Well, I guess if you like them like that."
"Don't you worry about what I like."
"Can't promise you that."
"Why not?"
"Well, look at you. I already want to steal you."
"You're impossible."
"You're delectable."
"You're incorrigible."
"You're edible."

Love is enough.
Love does conquer all.
Love really does always protect, trust, hope, persevere...
I'd even go as far as saying that love never fails. I finally believe that.
What's the right thing to do here? Is this a time when it really is okay to ogle? Or try to focus on his eyes in a loving way? I can't help it, I have to peek.
And that's what a real man looks like.
I had no idea it would be that... impressive.
I feel loved and pretty until I stump my toe on the floor. It wrecks my nail polish.
"Dang!"
Ian checks on my toe and then stands up and starts dancing seductively in front of me. He pulls off his t-shirt and starts singing in a high falsetto voice, "Dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang." He turns around and starts slowly pulling off his pajama bottoms, throwing in a pelvic thrust. "Dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang girl, dang."
At first I'm staring wide-eyed at him and then I lose it. He runs his hand through his hair and goes for his underwear, ripping them off and my mouth drops before I die.
"You've got me saying, 'Dang girl, you're so fine. The way you let me put it down girl, just blows my mind. I guess I gotta put it down to-day. I gotta put it down..." he sings.
He's picked me up and it 'putting me down' on the bed. I'm wiping my eyes and trying to catch my breath. finally he stops and looks at me, grinning. "Dang girl, dang girl, dang..." he whispers as he kisses down my chest.
"You just put Justin Timberlake to shame," I tell him.
"Thanks, you inspired me with your 'dang'."
"I see that."
"I had to nip it in the butt," she says.
"Bud."
"What?"
"The bud. Nip it in the bud."
"I like the other way better."









“Technically, he began breaking my heart the moment I met him, five years, eleven months, and one day ago.”

I cry for everything that’s lost. I cry that he gave up. I cry for the anger in his words. I cry that he’s found someone that has made him consider letting me go. I cry for the day I ever met him and thought I could handle someone like him. I cry that the girl he met that day in the restaurant is long gone.
And I cry because I don’t know what to do with this person that’s left.
“Sparrow,” his voice comes out in a husky rasp, “you couldn’t possibly be any more gorgeous. You …” he shakes his head and pulls on his lips in that nervous gesture that always gave him away. “God, you make my insides shake.” He laughs and then he realizes he has an audience.
“Sorry, that was probably way more than any of you needed to know.” He looks at Jared and Tessa who are staring at him with slack jaws. “Sparrow here turned me into a “feely man” when she exposed my dark side. I used to be so stoic and mysterious, and now I spew things like ‘God, you make my insides shake.’” Ian looks around and laughs awkwardly and now my jaw is hanging open too.
I do believe he loves me.
I just don’t believe it’s enough.
I wasn’t enough for him for the last couple of years, why would I think I could be enough now?
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“Why?” It gushes out, sounding foreign through all the tears. “Why, Ian? What did she have that I didn’t? Why wasn’t I enough? How could you take
my feelings and just toss them aside like trash? I lived for you.” I’m choking now and making horrific, gasping sounds, but I can’t stop. “I believed
you loved me. I trusted you. I thought what we had was beyond any love I’d ever seen. Why did you throw it away? Again and again?”
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He lifts the top of the box and stares. Nestled in pretty tissue paper, so he doesn’t have to touch it, I have the pregnancy test laying face up.
That plus sign might as well be blinking for how vivid it looks against the tissue.
Ian sets the box down and I look up to see his reaction. He looks stunned, and then he’s laughing and has tears running down his face at the same time. He grasps my face in both hands, kissing me hard. Then he kisses his way down to my stomach.
“Ianow Orvillate Sterling,” he whispers, grinning up at me, “you were made with love.”
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You are my first
And last
And only
True Love—
Ian