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472 pages, Paperback
Published September 14, 2023
"I was a fool to believe that night was special. Fuck special just like she fucked me over. I gather my wits about me, remembering how that one encounter fucked with my brain chemistry. I traveled through the stages of grief in record speed until I landed in anger. That stage served me well for a while. Fucking became a mission. I fucked with abandon. It didn’t matter. Not at that time."
“You know, you were the last one I was with.” I leave the confession in the air and wait for a response with bated breath.
“I hope so. It was only twenty minutes ago.”
“Even tired, you haven’t lost your sense of humor.”
“I’m certain nothing was funny about that bad joke. I’m blaming it on the hour.”
But then he says, “That was two years ago.” Disbelief tinges his words. There’s a pause, and I can tell he’s inching closer to the truth by how his brow furrows, and the grin is gone. He glances at me, tightening his arm around me. “That’s a long time.”
God, he feels sorry for me. I could almost laugh, but I’m worried I’ll end up in tears from the tension beginning to permeate the air. “Yes. It’s been a while.”
"I’m still free to do as I please when I want to. I can date . . . I’m not an angel, but I never claimed to be. My sex life came to a grinding halt after that night in the Hamptons because I was hung up on her. It took time to get back on that horse, but I have a contact list full of names I can call any day or night. None of that’s appealing anymore."
“the two of them together look like the kind of morning i want to wake up to more often. not just more often. every day. forever.”