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I swear I can smell her for just a moment. Because the last time I was here, she was here next to me, in my bed, no more secrets between us.
I have the strongest urge to lean forward and kiss her knees, run my hands along her thighs, lay my head in her lap.
It’s not her. She’s not Eden.
If I speak, I might cry, so I just nod. Because I know what he’s talking about. He’s not Kevin. Of course he’s not. But he’s not Josh, either.
“Do you know I broke up with Eden? It was me. I broke up with her, even though I love her so much, because I thought I couldn’t trust her. But it’s you—you’re the one I don’t trust.”
For once I feel like it’ll be all right. Me. Her. This fledgling us.
“I know exactly where I want to be.”

