Sin With Me (Bad Habit, #3)

by J.T. Geissinger

“You’re not happy. You’re safe. They’re two different things. You said that to me once, and it was totally true. So now I’m saying it to you, and I’m going to say something else that you’re not going to like but you really need to hear. Are you ready?” “Absolutely not.” Chloe ignores that. She leans even farther over the table and looks deep into my eyes. “You didn’t die in that car crash with your parents, Grace. You just stopped living.”

“Oh yes,” he sighs dreamily. “You’re the one with skin like fresh cream and hair the color of autumn and eyes like thunderclouds over the sea.”

“I thought you looked like the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.”

“My point is that life is random. The universe didn’t pick you out specifically for a tragedy, like, ‘Oh, it’s Tuesday the twenty-fourth, time to fuck with Grace Stanton.’

Bad shit happens. Good shit happens. Life happens. You can’t take any one thing and point to it as proof that life is any one way or the other. Life just is. And it keeps going.”