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“Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle. Love is a war. Love is a growing up.”
Fear is a handicap. It was invented to fill the weak spots in the soul,
“I missed you, too, and I’m the idiot who walked away.” “You’re an idiot for thinking I’d let you go.”
“I’m patient, Danni. When you choose me, I want the realization clawing at your insides without coercion or doubt or the pressure of time. I want your heart to beat for me and only me, not because I command it, but because we’re meant to be.”
“When he came back from the grave, I wasn’t the same person. I loved another man, and I still do.”
“You’re the realization clawing at my insides without coercion or doubt or the pressure of time. My heart beats for you and only you, not because you command it, but because we’re meant to be.”
“I’m a grown man, Danni.”
“It’s been seven months.” My throat tightens. “Don’t go easy on me, Trace. I want to prove to you that you were never second choice. Or any kind of choice. It was always you. I just…I had to do a lot of growing up to figure that out.”
He’s so damn mature and logical I don’t know why I expected anything less. His levelheadedness is one of the countless things I depend on.
And just like that, the conversation is over. I love that I can count on him to listen when I need him and to shut it down before it becomes repetitive and unproductive.
