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I wish I were like my best friends, without a care in the world, but my mind likes to screw me over, thinking of the worst-case scenarios.
A sassy redhead won’t leave my mind. Her hair was a golden copper color, and her striking eyes an earthy, forest green infused with specks of brown.
“I knew it, Peaches, we’re meant to be.”
“Over Shrek 2?” “No.” Licking my lips, my gaze flickers to hers. “Over this moment.”
small smile. “Okay, but if you suck, I’m taking all your money and the kids,” she teases. “The kids?” My jaw drops, my voice laced with feigned hurt. “Let’s not bring the kids into this. We want to do what’s best for them.”
“There’s no going back. You’re stuck with me for life and by life I mean until Saturday.” “For life.” “For life, Peaches.”
So what’s up with the camera?” I ask as he holds the door open for me to step inside. He had that same camera hanging from his neck last night and this morning. “Can I really be considered a boyfriend if I don’t have pictures of my girlfriend?” TJ doesn’t wait for me to respond as he continues. “Thought I could take pictures of art next to art.”
“Peaches?” He grins when I roll my eyes at the nickname. Although it’s kind of grown on me. “Yeah?” “You’re worth it.”
May 26. Peach juice. Our talk on the beach. The bracelets. The museum. The pictures. The painting. The dolphins. The sunset. Her.
I’ve never paid attention to the sky. Never paid attention to the colors that blend and spread vastly. Not until right now, in this very moment with Lola. She stares at the sky with awe, like it’s the first time she’s witnessing a sunset. But I stare at her like it’s the first time I’m seeing her. Though I am. This is the first time I am seeing her, feeling her without even touching her. She feels like a blaze, setting every inch of me on fire. I’m not sure how it’s possible to feel a burn when all I’m doing is staring at her. It could be the sunset reflecting onto her or maybe it was the
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“Just some girl, yet her face is tattooed on your arm,” he dryly retorts, his tone patronizing.
“Don’t fucking talk about Lola. If I hear you talk shit about her, I don’t give a fuck that you’re my teammate. I’ll beat the shit out of you.”
“I just want to be yours, like I want you to be mine.” Desperation pours from my mouth. “It doesn’t matter how many miles and people are between us. It’s only you and me.” I unhook my finger, interlocking my fingers between her slender ones. “Give me a chance and let me prove it to you. Please, Lola, please.”
“I wouldn’t go out of my way to date you if I was going to cheat on you. I may be a lot of things but cheater is not one of them.”
“Lola.” Julianna pins her with a glare. “I thought you said that thing wasn’t coming.”
“Well, if it isn’t the human equivalent to the bubonic plague,” Landon cuts her off, eyes burning into Julianna.
“Careful, I’ll kill you.” A haughty smirk curls her lips. “If that means putting me out of the misery you seem to dreadfully carry everywhere you go, I’ll gladly accept death.”
“It’s close to midnight. Shouldn’t you be off hiding in a cave, sacrificing some poor soul or talking to the devil?”
“I’ve tried, but in order for the sacrifice to work, the person must have a soul. And you, Hollywood, do not.” He clicks his tongue in disappointment. “But don’t worry, I’m sure they have a special place for you somewhere.”
“Louise, I love you. This”—I grab her hand, placing it on my chest right where my heart beats wildly for her—“this is yours, it’s all yours, and will always be yours. I want you to know that you own every part of me, and no one, absolutely no one will ever have this because it’s all for you, my love, my happy, my everything, only for you.”
