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Banks bobs his head. “I thought you’ve been secretly fucking since you moved in.” “I had my suspicions,” Thatcher says. “Same here,” Quinn says and motions to Frog and Gabe too. I’m frowning, not realizing that all of them thought we were already together. Maybe even longer than we actually were. “You two just click,” Frog says simply. “Everyone who’s anyone can see it and believe it.” My friends are smiling, which are all of SFO in case that’s not clear. More than friends, actually. Family. Best I’ve ever had.
Akara doesn’t say what the deal might entail, but a storm is looming over him. I hate knowing I summoned it there.
“You. Your family. Going back there.” He points off to the side. “That was not the plan. It was supposed to end.”
but pieces of me always feel entwined and bound to Luna, no matter how far apart we truly are.
You don’t remember being called a slut in headlines or being called a sex addict after doing close to nothing. You related to Callie and she reminded you of your mom, too.”
I love this. I’m discovering what I love in being with a guy, but there is a creeping notion in the back of my head telling me, you’ve discovered this before. But with who? And how could this possibly be a feeling I’ve felt with more than one person?
I hang on to the depth of his expression, his sincerity as it burrows into me. He’s attractive. The way he had been gripping a sandwich today was hot, and I wonder if I always found his mannerisms and his whole being so sexy.
“I’ll put it in my calendar. Doodle stars and planets next to it.” “With glitter pen.” “Only glitter pen.”
If I changed a part, maybe I wouldn’t have found you.”
“You’re just a very irresistible human.” His lip rises. “Trust me, I feel the same about you, space babe.”
Tattoo Akara + Banks their forever wedding bands. (Still honored they asked me.)
“He’s not that different, Luna,” Xander consoles. “He’s still there for us, and he’s still running circles around everyone in everything he tries for the first time.”
“He is different.” I look up at Moffy. “You’re someone better.”
“We’re in it to win it, sad alien.”
She’s already insecure about it, and giving us matching tattoos is something I would’ve done with her before the amnesia. But they made me rethink the whole thing, and in the end, I can’t even say what’s right anymore.
“Man, he got shot this summer,” Farrow whispers. “Not to mention, he went through surgery, almost died, and missed the birth of his daughter.”
She barely knows you. She knows me. She’s looking at me like she sees all of me, and I can’t explain how she could.
“Whatever we were or are, it’s always been this fragile fucking thing. Anyone else got their hands on it, anyone else knew about it, it felt like it’d just shatter. I dunno. We’re mighty, you and me, but fuck we’re unlucky. And I think we always knew that.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you. I can’t hurt you.” His Adam’s apple bobs. “So if time away from me is what you need, then I can give you space.”
He nods slowly. “A break.” He skims me up and down. “Is that what we’re calling it?” He eases backwards in a daze, sitting on the edge of the bed. Staring at his cupped hands, he says under his breath, “Maybe I never even had you.”
“She loved you. She loved you so much that you inspired her writing and the stories that meant the absolute most to her. No one else has ever been that for her. No one but you.”
It’s beautiful and happy and hopeful. I’m almost certain she loved you.”
“I know you loved me, Luna.” He spins back to me. “I just don’t know if you’ll ever love me again.”
“I think…” He smacks the package against his palm, choosing his words carefully. “You shouldn’t be worried about being anything with me.”
“I don’t wanna be bad for you.”
“Other people aren’t gonna stop me from being with you. If this ends, it’s ‘cause you want it to.”
don’t want this to end yet.” Donnelly looks me over again, then nods. “Alright, space babe.” Then he holds out his pinky.
“I’m not sure I’m as good of a writer as her.” He knows I’m referring to Original Luna. He barely blinks. “Who cares?”
“Are you writing for them or for you?” He has a point. Writing fulfills me first, and I shouldn’t worry about reactions. “Okay,” I say, a newfound urge to continue my saga bubbles up. “I’ll write again.”
“You can drop off any new chapters here at the apartment. You never trusted sending them by email.”
Charlie looks pointedly at me. “Your friends.” “Your brothers,” I say. “One is a choice.” “I’d choose me,” Eliot chimes in. “As would I,” Tom raises his hand.
Akara and Banks took Sulli’s last name after they got married. They’re all Meadows now.
My heart is a chasm of everything I know and love, and it will always be filled with you.
“In dark times, you found the light side, Luna Hale,” I say. “Think that means you need one of these.”
She waves in a rainbow pattern, then eyes the newborn. “Can I hold her?” “You don’t even have to ask,”
“He won’t,” Farrow says, “and if he does say you can’t spend the holidays with us, then my family will be spending them with you.” It slams into me. He’s choosing me over the Hales. Farrow has always put action to his words, and if there’s any proof that I am his brother, his family, then this is it.
