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I’m self-aware enough to admit I’m a pushover. Self-deprecating enough to know it’s a weak, pitiful quality. Self-catastrophizing enough to fear if I don’t give in, Nova’s disappointment will be so great, she’ll immediately end our friendship and never speak to me again.
He was there. Not completely silent or outwardly resenting my presence. God, my standards are so low.
on the damn ground
Sheesh. Four years with nothing to show for and now, suddenly, I have accented men dropping from the sky calling me beautiful. What the hell?
“You don’t have to be so fuckin’ happy all the time.”
“I spent four years loving someone who was never gonna love me back. Not really. I’m not putting myself in that position again. I’m trying not to like you, but you buy me flowers and you call me honey and you make it too hard. You make it impossible, Hunter.”
But he’s trying. And I am nothing if not a girl who takes what she can get.
And that is absolutely heartbreaking. She deserves more, better
He pulls away, circling around to stare down at me. “You told me about rats before you told me about fallin’ through a fuckin’ floor.” I shift, the sharpness in his gaze making me uneasy. “So?” “On a scale of important information, you rank rats before you seriously injurin’ yourself?”
“Then gimme a fuckin’ kiss, honey,” the big guy demands, accent thick and tone leaving no room for arguments. “Been fuckin’ dyin’ all day.” What’s a girl to do but freaking swoon?
Turns out, there isn’t a casual bone in my body.
I know Lux doesn’t have to tell me anything, but it stung to hear how much she didn’t want to.
Girl, neither do you! Pot meet kettle
It dawns on me just then that maybe, just maybe, this might be a petty camping trip. A demonstration of casual.
Rolling her eyes, Lux drops to her knees. “You know, every time you do that, I wanna punch my brother in the face.” “Do what?” “Act like someone showing a romantic interest in you is so preposterous.”
Because you are like coming up for air, Caroline. Those pretty flowers you fill your life with? You’re that for me. You’re bright and you’re happy and you’re good
“What does it mean when a man says they’re gonna spend the rest of their life apologizing to you?” Lux drops the book she’s reading onto her chest, head lolling towards me. “Pretty sure that’s a marriage proposal.” “What if he’s already married?” “Sharing is caring, I guess.”
“I was thinking,” I roll onto my stomach and catch her gaze, “that we make quite the pair. The adulterer and the mistress.”
He thinks about dropping out of vet school a couple of years later because she wanted to spend more time together, to start a family, only to promptly decide she wasn’t ready. About moving to Atlanta because the town they lived in was too small for her even though the city made him itch, as did being so far away from his momma and Kelsey. About working an office job he hated so she could cut her hours—and eventually quit—but still buy nice things.
“Glad you found that.” “Someone who would throw someone else through a wall for me?” He smiles. “Yeah.” “Luna would throw someone through a wall for you.” A loud, proud laugh rips from his throat. “Damn right she would.”
She definitely would!🤣🤣God, I love her
“But then I remembered I know you. You’ve never asked for anything you wanted a day in your life. Why would you start now?”
“My bright side.”
