Unloved (The Unlucky Ones #2)

by Marley Valentine

I should’ve touched him. Not just today, but every day. I should’ve told him how I feel. I should’ve. I should’ve. I should’ve.

We’ve been best friends since our first day of college, and I think I was already in love with him on the second. It’s stupid and going absolutely nowhere, but I can’t shake it. I know he doesn’t feel the same, because he told me exactly that, but my heart feels safer being caught up in his unrequited love than ever giving it to someone else.

“I’m not ready, Sammy.” Without missing a beat, another text comes through. Then I’ll make him wait till you are.

I am Samuel Hart, in love with his best friend, living in denial and so fucking full of regret.

On one hand, hope keeps you going, but on the other, nothing hurts more than the loss of it.

I want to kiss him. I want to cradle his face in my hands and finally press my lips to his. I want to finally tell him how I feel about him, without saying anything at all.

“I love that only you say my name that way,” I say into the speaker. “Like I’m yours.” I press send on the message, my body shaking with anxiety. I did not intend for any of this to happen, but I won’t take it back unless he wants me to. “Are you?” he asks. “Mine?” I speak my truth into the phone and send it. “I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”

Samuel isn’t the protective bodyguard in the bedroom; he listens to each and every one of Lennox’s instructions like a good fucking boy.

You didn’t make decisions based on assumptions and you always asked for clarification when needed.

you learn that the same people really just want you to stay, want you to care, want you to love them, they just don’t know how to ask.

“I love you,” he says, reading off the screen. “I love you both. I love you individually. I love us all together. All my todays are for you, and all my tomorrows are because of you.”

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