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“Tell me I’m not too late. Tell me you still love me.” There was no stopping the plea. Pain and desperation twisted through her expression. “Do you think I could ever stop loving you?”
Meet me in the place of the forgotten.
But there’d always been a wall. An obstacle. I’d tried to knock it down, and I’d taken the chance, placed myself at his feet. He’d rejected me. I’d never forget his words. Sweet and tender and so horrifyingly painful that I still carried them like a scar. I love you, Dakota. So fucking much. But not like that.
Love is on the house. Free and forever.”
“I love you, Dakota. I’m gone for you. Since I was twenty-two fucking years old, I’ve been gone for you. Since you became the one thing in this world that could soothe the ache inside me. Since you became the reason to look beyond my circumstances. Since you reminded me of the good things this world might have to offer.” He took a step forward. The ground trembled below my feet. “You saved me, Dakota. Saved me when I was lost. When I’d given up. And I keep trying to push you away because I know I don’t deserve you. But I can’t do that any longer. I can’t fucking deny that you are the one thing
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“Because this is the way we’re supposed to be, Dakota. You were meant for me. You’re mine, Cookie, mine.”
She didn’t want to be herself. Just for one night, she didn’t want to be the girl who would love Ryder Nash for the rest of her life. For one night, she wanted to forget about him. Because she knew tomorrow, it would be Ryder she remembered.
“I guess he and I were inevitable.” A magnetism that couldn’t be avoided. Gravity.
“I made these for you that day. When I came to you to confess my love,” I whispered into the lapping shadows. “I called them Mounds of Joy because you filled me with joy, Ryder, and you still fill me with that same joy. We all deserve to have that person in our lives.”
