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514 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 23, 2023
He said he had to go.
Aubrey was stirring.
I bet he has his arms wrapped around her even now, her soft skin flushing beneath his fingertips. I bet he’s touching and kissing her, marking her like he always used to and making sure she knows who she belongs to.
Ugh.
I adjust my pillow, trying to shove the miserable thoughts away.



“Good memories, bad memories. They’re all memories of us, so I’ll take ’em.”
"At school, it’s common knowledge that any asshole who even looks at Parker for too long is going to get a visit from me. Since middle school, the mere threat of it has sufficiently dissuaded most guys—and the more persistent ones got their asses kicked."
“You came to me once, and I rejected you. You were never going to come to me again. I could have waited six more years. Twelve. The rest of our lives. This is the only way it was going to happen. I had to hunt you down, claim you. Make my intentions clear.”
"I don’t know why, whether it was fated or just because I was the only one who approached him that day wanting to offer a life raft when I saw him drowning, but it’s clear I’m the thing he practiced holding on to once he lost her. I was the thing he monitored and controlled and refused to let slip through his fingers."

"I think we’ve always loved each other, even when we hated each other. And I know we always will."











“Good memories, bad memories. They’re all memories of us, so I’ll take ’em.”
"At school, it’s common knowledge that any asshole who even looks at Parker for too long is going to get a visit from me. Since middle school, the mere threat of it has sufficiently dissuaded most guys—and the more persistent ones got their asses kicked."
“You came to me once, and I rejected you. You were never going to come to me again. I could have waited six more years. Twelve. The rest of our lives. This is the only way it was going to happen. I had to hunt you down, claim you. Make my intentions clear.”
"I don’t know why, whether it was fated or just because I was the only one who approached him that day wanting to offer a life raft when I saw him drowning, but it’s clear I’m the thing he practiced holding on to once he lost her. I was the thing he monitored and controlled and refused to let slip through his fingers."

"I think we’ve always loved each other, even when we hated each other. And I know we always will."










”You think you’re safe when they’re around. Maybe now you understand; you’re only safe from me when I want you to be.”
I've been marking territory I didn't even understand I wanted since middle school. From the moment Parker stood in front of me with a shirt full of muffin crumbs and tears glinting in her pretty brown eyes after I'd humiliated her, I couldn't stomach the thought of her with anyone else. The stakes felt too high. It wasn't even about the sex. I've had plenty of sex that didn't mean anything. It was the fact that if I let another guy get that close to her, maybe she'd fall for him.
I couldn't have that.
”Did you hear the one where you invited me over?” He doesn’t specify when, but I know when. The night he broke into my goddamn house. “Brittany didn’t like that one,” he says, as if letting me in on a secret. “Why’s she the one with a throatful of cum if you’re the one who can summon me with a text?” I am simultaneously revolted and annoyed by what he just said. “Please stop talking.” “Am I offending your virginal sensibilities—again?”
