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I’ve always loved storms, especially in the summer. They have an energy to them. A power. An intensity. My life lacks all three. Lately, it’s been nothing but dread and predictability.
Grief has no finite measure.
I feel his smile everywhere.
She told my dad she liked birds, so he took her to an aquarium for their first date to see penguins. She still gives him a hard time about it. I guess the smell of fish wasn’t overwhelmingly romantic.”
Uhh the most romantic place I’ve been is an aquarium in front of the otter tank while the otter ate a fish ur mom is wrong
Pls don’t be edgy and sweary. Pls jaut be a normal pic. Don’t be edgy and sweary.
I assume she’s single. But maybe an ex followed her here and is attempting to make amends? The thought bothers me more than it should.
What an odd thing to think
That I would rather go alone than show up with a guy who irons his shorts and considers golf a sport.”
“I figured you would be happy I’m showing up alone. All the focus will be on Amelia, like always.”
To be fair this one time it *is* her wedding so yeah, focus will be on her.
So far this is his first swear & it’s rightfully placed. I am always suspicious of romance authors writing dual povs when one is a man. But so far Drew is fine.
My memory of her choked response to me saying I’d accompany her to Amelia’s wedding is one of my clearest from last night. It’s also a good indication she won’t take me up on it. But especially after hearing what I just did, I wish she would. And I don’t iron my shorts or play golf, so she could do worse.
This is how I imagine flying must feel. Thoughtless. Weightless. Happy.
my gaze quickly returns to that strip of skin. Snags on the two dimples above Harper’s ass and ends with me paddling even faster, like I’ll manage to get closer to them.
Bro what 😭
“It’s hard to remember him sometimes. I feel like it’s all slipping away, and the harder I try to remember him, the easier I forget.
“It’s a tragedy, Harper. And tragedies never make any sense.
“Are you going to kiss me?” I put it right out there, certain we’re both thinking it. “Depends,” he answers. “Depends on what?” “Is it part of this fake date to the wedding thing, or is it just us?”
Like a final first kiss.
Baby let me be your laaaaast/your laaaaaast first kiss
Drew’s hands settle on my waist as he stares at my boobs like they’re the first pair he’s ever seen.
Lmao
“Of course. Wouldn’t want to mess with the master wedding plan.”
Well… yes.
“I didn’t want to have my wedding here when Theo first suggested it. And then, the more I thought about it, the more it seemed like a way to include Dad. That’s why I’m getting married here, not because it was convenient or because I didn’t care about the history here. Did you ever even consider that?” To that, I have nothing to say. Because I never did consider that. I assumed she chose this venue despite the past, not because of it.
Every time I’ve called her Sunshine, I think Harper has taken it the wrong way. I think she thinks I’m using it ironically rather than how I mean it—like light personified.
Drew left me alone in bed, naked. To exercise.
I might be stubborn, but I’m not delusional.
No matter how healed Amelia acts, I know she misses him as much as I do.
Then why act otherwise
Because things with him were supposed to be simple and uncomplicated, and I’m not sure if I was distracted or delusional when I told myself that.
Hey. You just said you aren’t delusional
I still haven’t written the speech I’m supposed to deliver tomorrow.
Girl!!!
He tugs the material to the side impatiently, skillfully stroking before slipping a finger inside of me.
Oh my god!!!!!!!! She is going to get such a bad infection you are in a LAKE
Gibberish falls out of my mouth as I ride his hand,
Girl what
If he wasn’t holding me, there’s a chance I’d slip underwater and drown in satisfaction.
pulsing in my hand before his release spills out, washing away into the lake.
I bet the fish have a nibble
We don’t talk much on the return trip. It’s a comfortable silence, not an awkward one. Like two people who enjoy being in each other’s company and don’t feel the need to say something just to avoid it.
These three sentences say the exact same thing wow
And I’m not the only one looking, which pisses me off and is also confusing. Because I can honestly say I’ve never gotten possessive of a woman in my life. Until now, I guess.
Sigh. You were doing so well, too.
bouncing breasts.
He radiates the same awkwardness as a fish out of water,
Well maybe those fish would still be in that water if you didn’t kahoodle with Harper in there earlier.
My phone vibrates on the bed with an incoming call. I glance down at the screen and suppress a groan. Fuck. “Who’s Cat?” I sigh, another swear echoing in my head with more emphasis. Of course she saw it. “My ex,” I admit.
Sigh
I look away as she changes. Ogling her while we have the closest thing to an argument we’ve ever had feels wrong.
This…. Is not an argument. Your ex called and she is asking if your ex wants to get back together. That’s not an argument. Maybe there’s some tension from her because she likes you but this can EASILY be out to rest. Five seconds ago you were wondering how to best ask her out. Just say you want to date Harper and not your EX
And forget my feelings. I’ve obviously overestimated hers.
Jesus you’re stupid
don’t mention that those texts are always initiated by Cat. Or that the latest one mentioned an upcoming trip to Seattle to visit her best friend, which is why she’s probably calling. Or that everything that felt off with her before feels wrong now. That the only woman I want to spend time with is the one I’m looking at.
Why don’t you just say this all tho. Like that is the point of not doing it. Harper obviously likes you because she is acting jealous of an ex.
I wanted to rearrange the face of every guy checking her out earlier. And here she is, suggesting I talk with an ex who wants to get back together. That’s not being on two different pages. That’s two different books entirely.
Siiiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhh
Last night, I tiptoed downstairs to work on the speech I still need to finish—like a jealous girlfriend—rather than face how much it bothered me to learn Drew’s ex is trying to get back together with him.
Okay and Harper you know what’s NOT happening? Drew trying to get back with HER !!!!!!!!!!!
Learning about Cat’s existence has forced me to confront the reality that my crush on Drew might not be ancient history after all.
I can assure you that is not what makes you realize this
Maybe he was really that bored in Port Haven. Maybe he’s really that selfless of a person.
You know what I don’t even want them to get together they’re being so stupid
And then, in a move I’m not expecting, he steps forward and kisses my temple. It’s a sweet gesture, not a sexual one. But that’s right where my mind plummets anyway, stomach flipping as his lips brush my skin. As I inhale the scent clinging to the shirt I’m wearing, mixed with sweat and sunshine.
Okay. Can you use this as confirmation that he LIKES you? Since you used his EX TEXTING HIMMMM (not him texting her) AS PROOF HE DOESN’T??
I don’t have any claim to him. If some woman realized she made a mistake in letting him go, who am I to stand in the way of that?
Jesus Christ. What about HIM! He has shown NO interest in getting back with his ex you dumbass. Jesus. Are you that stupid? How do you cross the road without assistance?
I haven’t posted anything in months.
Then why is it shocking to her that you don’t follow him back? You should’ve just said you’re never on there
They don’t look like the complete picture I always thought they were without me. A trio of lawyers, driven and successful. Then me, the outsider. They look relieved when I join them. Like I’m less of a divider and more of a missing piece.
I wait for the inevitable moment where it falls apart. Where she mentions a son of her friend she’d like me to meet
Dude,, she thinks you are with Drew.
I guess showing up with my own date and forty-five minutes with a professional stylist renders both of those typical comments irrelevant.
Yeah. Showing up with your OWN DATE should stop your mom from trying to HOOK YOU UP with someone. Again. Are you sure you should be wearing heels? Is that a safety risk? You don’t seem very aware of things.
“Harper, what about one of you and your dad?”
Okay but this part I do get. It’s okay to tell people he is your step dad and that your dad died! So I get her frustration.
He’s never tried to insert himself into my life in any capacity, which I appreciate. He’s always just been there, hovering in the background of my life and respecting the boundaries. And I feel bad for that all of a sudden. Wish I’d made more of an effort with him.
The hero worship in her gaze is so obvious; it’s hard to imagine how Harper doesn’t see it.
She doesn’t notice because she’s stupid
