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But with Elena, I find it enticing, the forbiddenness of our situation like an aphrodisiac of the worst kind.
The problem with selfish people is that they want everything they can’t have.
He shakes his head. “Another reason to hate people.” “I don’t see it that way. I think of it as another reason to prove people wrong.”
“Because in real life, we don’t start out as the strongest. It’s about surviving the little battles. Once the pawn makes it to the other side, it can turn into a queen. That’s who I want to be. The person who comes out stronger than when they started.”
living with Elena is like treading water by myself in the middle of an ocean—deadly, useless, and one wrong move away from going under.
“I felt nothing. All these people here, and I stared at the front door, waiting.”
“Why?”
“Why do I feel nothing?” “No. Why did you sta...
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“I was waiting for you. Because when you’re around, I feel something.”
“We all have choices in life. You made a choice not to speak, like I made a choice to stay quiet. The mistake people make is thinking they don’t have any other options. There are always alternatives. They’re just not always the easiest.”
“Who’s she?” A woman clutches his arm, pointing at me with a red-tipped finger. “The best part of my day,” Jax answers with another smile.
I want to change because someone who has every reason to walk away refuses to leave my side. And this is how I come to the realization that I need to save myself.
“I don’t think that should happen again.” “Why not?” I step toward her. She steps back again. “We work together. There’s no need to complicate things.” “Trust me when I say that kissing you is the least complicated thing about my life right now.”
“The rain makes me feel alive because it reminds me that life’s a cycle. Water falls from above to be sucked back up again by the clouds eventually—round and round. I love the storm clouds before the first drops fall. Love how the rain feels against my skin, and I love the way it smells. It’s so weird, but my favorite days are the gloomiest. And it teaches us how even the ugliest storms can lead to a rainbow at the end.”
Jax Kingston stole a piece of my heart, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever get it back. And worse, I don’t know if I want it.
“You deserve moments worthy of buying a snow globe, not ones tainted with sadness and regret.”
If we let the nightmares define us, then we lose sight of our dreams.
“Thanks. But I don’t exactly hate my life because I’m meeting you after all. Cancer can suck my pale arse.” I shoot him a small smile. “What’s your secret to staying upbeat?” “Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed, so I might as well make today my bitch.”
I don’t want to fall in love, but damn if her smile doesn’t make the crash landing worth it.
I’m not a selfless fucker. I take and take until there is nothing left to offer. But with Elena, I’m willing to share. The good, the bad, and the hopeless.
“I don’t think anyone ever truly moves on. You can heal, sure, but letting go insinuates you don’t want to remember anymore. And the memories aren’t the problem. The mistake people make in life is that they assume pain is bad. But really, pain means you feel something. It means you’re alive. It’s about using it as a weapon rather than a weakness. So heal yourself, but don’t let go of the memories. They’re what make you so very you.”
“Fuck the usual. I don’t want to be picture-perfect with you. I want to be a fucking mosaic, made up of broken pieces so damn colorful, you can’t help finding them beautiful.”
“You’re famous, which means the world knows more about you than both you and I would like. But the man you are when the cameras shut off is someone I want to keep all to myself. It’s selfish…but I never claimed to be an angel.”
“Be as selfish as you want. I never asked for an angel.”
“I think I’m falling in love with you.” The words leave my lips in the faintest whisper. He keeps quiet for a solid minute. I second-guess myself, but he squeezes me tighter into him. “Elena?” “Mm.” I copy him. “I already know I am.”
I thought I was Jax’s salvation, but it turns out he was my damnation.
Mistakes can be forgotten, but wasted time can never be earned back.”
‘The sun might seem as if it stops shining from time to time because of a cloud or a rainstorm or the nighttime, but it’s still there. It endures everything to nurture the lives that depend on it. You’re my sun. I don’t care if you’re hidden because of a storm or the end of the fucking world. I can’t live without you, and I can’t imagine a world where my son would want to either.’”
I don’t need a happy ending. I need our ending. The one that might be messy and imperfect but exclusively ours.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way. Live a messy life with me, Jax Kingston. I want chaos. I want darkness. I want sunshine and rainstorms with you. But most of all, I want you any way I can have you because I love you.”
I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, no matter the place, the time, the issues. You’re the hero in our story, willing to stand by my side, no matter how dark the future looks. All I want to do is make you mine, forever and always. No take backs.” The same three words are inscribed on the inside of the ring because I’m a sappier motherfucker than my two friends.
