In the Likely Event

by Rebecca Yarros

Peace sounded so much better than constant war.

Say that louder for NOT MY president

Ten years had passed since we’d met on a very different tarmac, and the sight of her still left me speechless.

Awwww a whole decade

I tucked my hair behind my ears, only to remember that I’d pulled it up into a messy bun and therefore had no hair to tuck, which just continued my awkward streak.

I do this too lol

He was a reader? This guy just kept getting hotter.

Ayyyy

“I could send you books,” I offered quietly. “If you’re allowed to read and don’t have enough while you’re there.” “You would do that?” His eyes widened with surprise.

Now this is a bookie love story

The woman was a meteor, a shooting star capable of granting impossible wishes or destroying life as I knew it.

Love this metaphorrrr

“Does it ever cross your mind that dying for someone might not be all it’s cracked up to be?”

Living for someone >>>

“Please don’t pretend that you’re concerned about my welfare.” “Your welfare has been my concern for the last ten fucking years!”

Oop

To sit here, to see her and not touch her, not demand to know whose ring was on her finger, was a hell I wasn’t sure I could live through, and yet, I’d endure it without faltering if it meant I’d get to see her one last time.

I tucked my legs up and curled into him for the simple reason that there was nowhere safer in this world.

The man could have done nothing but look at me, and I bet I would have come if he stared hard enough.

I couldn’t seem to let go. It wasn’t her fault that I still loved her. It was mine.

He’d taken me into the bookstore and told me to pick one of my favorite books that I’d guess he hadn’t read yet, and he’d done the same, buying both and a two-pack of yellow highlighters.

Awwwwww

“If no one’s trying to kill you here, then that means I’m doing my job over there. That’s how I choose to look at it, how I have to look at it.”

Awww my heartttt

He took my mouth like I was the key to his next heartbeat, with equal parts mind-blowing finesse and dizzying need.

“I don’t want hours. I want nights. Days. Weeks. I want to haul you into a room and lock us away until I know every inch of your body, taste everywhere you like to be kissed, explore every way to make you come, and then listen as your voice goes hoarse from screaming my name. That’s . . .” He shook his head. “Yes. That’s a yes.” Everything he’d listed sounded fantastic. “I was going to say madness.”

Mine. Fate, God, whatever energy ruled the universe had brought her to me. And she. Was. Mine.

“You’re all I want.” He cupped the back of my neck. “It doesn’t matter how far I go or how long I’m away. I dream about you. Even when I know you’re with someone else—”

SHES NOT, she’s waiting for your asssss

I would rather spend a week with you than a lifetime with him.

I was hopelessly, inexorably in love with Nathaniel, and only Nathaniel.

Izzy, you’re the one good, untainted thing in my life. You are the only peace I know. Why would I drag you into a shitstorm if I don’t have to?”

Even you aren’t powerful enough to end every war. There will always be a need for guys like me to do the things that make it possible for you to sleep at night.”

I’ve only loved you. I’ll only ever love you.

“Please choose me, Izzy. Choose us. Choose us over whatever life your parents want you to lead. Choose us despite the fact that I’m asking when we haven’t had time to build a life. Choose to give us that time. Choose our future. I’ll do whatever you want.

I’d sent him away when he’d needed me to pull him closer.

How had I lived for nearly four years without his kiss? His arms?

If this was all I had, one more priceless moment where he was mine to kiss, to touch, then I wanted everything.

I never wanted to go another day without being in his arms.

“There hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought of you, haven’t missed you, wanted you, loved you.”

This was what I’d been missing. Not just his body, but him. The way he looked at me, touched me, made me feel like there was nothing in this world that mattered more than the fit of our bodies, the combined rhythm of our hearts.

“You feel better than every dream I’ve ever had. Every memory. Every fantasy.

“I don’t know how to live without you, Nate. And I know that’s not what you want to hear right now. I tried. I really did. But existing isn’t the same as living.”

Living > existing

There is no force on earth that would keep me from you.”

“You’ve carried shit that isn’t yours for too long. That guilt? Not yours. The career you’re not actually that fond of? Not yours. But Izzy? She’s the one who’s yours.

Thats a best friend :')

Let’s take our shot. Let’s go slow or move fast. Let’s do everything we talked about and dream up new stuff. I don’t care where we live or what we do, as long as I get to do it with you. I love you.”