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“I don’t know, Goldie,” he whispers. “I woke up and just felt like you were there. That you needed me. And then—”
His copper eyes take in my face. “I don’t like seeing you cry, Goldie.”
Cade Jennings was always there for me when I needed him—until he wasn’t.
For a few short seconds, I remember why I gave her the nickname Goldie in the first place. Aside from it being a shortened version of her name, she always reminded me of the sun. She brought light into my life. And for right now, even if it’s only for a brief moment, she brings a little bit of light into a darkness.
She’s always been my kryptonite, my favorite drug and sobriety was never an option. But the problem is—I’d rather deal with the addiction to her than the suffocating realization that my mom is gone forever.
“Anything for you, Cade. Always,” she says against my chest. Her breath is hot against my bare skin. "Always?” She squeezes tighter, nodding her head. “Always,” she responds with conviction.
Cade Jennings has always been my weakness.
I’d do anything to help heal his heart. Even if it means breaking mine again in the process.
“I feel like I just got you.” I laugh, shaking my head at him. “You’ve always had me. You just weren’t paying attention.”
I know what it’s like to try and get over Cade. I’m well aware of how impossible it is to forget his taste, touch, and kiss. Yet all it took was a few sentences from him to get me right back to where I started. Naively in love with a man who won’t fight to keep me.
He may hate it, but he made me this way. He made me afraid to feel anything. I felt everything with him. When we ended, I had to attempt to feel nothing at all.
I place a hand against her own heart, cherishing the way her heart seems to beat in the same rhythm as mine. It’s like our heartbeats have always beat in sync, like our hearts knew something we hadn’t quite realized.
“One day you’ll forget all about me,” I tell her. “I’ll just be a boy you thought you loved once.”
