Odd Man Rush (East Coast, #2)

by Kristen Granata

I think that’s what a best friend does. She makes you feel whole. She makes you feel comfortable being yourself. She holds up a mirror and shows you who you are, and who you want to be. And you can’t picture your life without her.

Something in my heart twinges as I watch her come down each step, and it feels a lot like the way it does when I look at Jason. It’s a deep yearning, a need that I can’t quite explain. I suppose that’s what love is. Your insides twist and you can’t put it into words, because any word you come up with would just cheapen it. There’s nothing that can describe the way I feel for these two.

But fear is a strong motherfucker, and it’ll rob you of all the things you’ve ever dreamed of if you let it.

So, I’ll leave for Seattle, and Kourtney will stay in New Jersey in her safe little bubble. And I’ll leave my heart here with her. I don’t need it anymore. It’s more trouble than it’s worth.