Steadfast (True North, #2)

by Sarina Bowen

It wasn’t that I didn’t want Sophie in my life. I wanted her very badly. I just wanted there to be a better me to give her in return.

“Oh, please. I’m too mean to die. Get down here.”

I drove home with tears tracking down my face, my inner DJ silent for once. There was no song sad enough for the way it felt to hear him deny me.

I was willing to do anything for Jude. And none of it mattered if he wouldn’t let me.

Fuck you, and the Porsche you rode in on.

“I’m Audrey’s friend,” Zara corrected. “Griffin I could take or leave.”

“I mean it, Jude. Enough worrying about what we deserve. Let’s appreciate what we have.”

“Don’t run away from me again, Jude Nickel.” “I won’t. It doesn’t fucking work, either. You own me. You always have.”

“Even when you’re not perfect, you’re still mine.”

So many things I thought I knew about my life were wrong. But that happened sometimes. All we can do is listen harder, hug harder and hope for the best.

“That dress is like Vermont, baby. Great views everywhere.”

“Everybody is sometimes uncomfortable,” he said, accelerating onto the highway entrance ramp. “It’s what you do about it that defines you.”