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“If you were mine, Ruby Grace, your dreams wouldn’t come second to anything.”
And I just sat there, hands on the steering wheel, eyes on my passenger seat, and heart somewhere down the road with a girl who didn’t even realize she had it.
I had so many questions — namely, who the fuck did I need to kill
What they think of you is not who you actually are. They do not have that power over you.”
“You are, without a doubt, the most caring, loving, passionate, intelligent, and classy woman I have ever met. You walk with a confidence unparalleled by anyone in this town, and you give without ever expecting anything in return, and you’re brave.” I shook my head. “You are so fucking brave.”
You’re not meant to be a puppet in some man’s sideshow, Ruby Grace. You’re meant to be his entire world.”
Kissing Ruby Grace wasn’t like kissing a normal girl. It was like kissing royalty, like kissing a goddess, like being hand-picked by the heavens to surrender your heart forever in exchange for just one, tender, earth-shattering moment.
This was art. This was Noah, the painter, his hands the brushes, me the canvas. This was me, the muse, feeling every breath of his like the fire that fueled my existence.
If he was a dream, I would sleep, just so I could keep him a little longer. I’d sleep, and maybe — just maybe — I’d wake on a day where I got to keep him forever.
“Selfish. What a silly word. Should you give to the ones you love? Absolutely. But should you lose yourself in order to better their lives at the expense of your own? Never.”
Maybe, like I used to, you think of whiskey. But after that summer, Tennessee only conjured up one thing in my mind. A girl. No, a woman. One who flipped my entire world upside down in just six weeks’ time. One who gave Stratford the biggest scandal they’d seen since the distillery fire. One who would change the world — because she was destined to do so. And one I knew I’d spend my forever with. What a lucky sonofabitch.
