Gravity (Wilde Boys, #1)

by Sara Cate

This thing between me and Nash isn’t like any relationship I’ve been in before. It’s not even like a relationship really. It’s just another way we’re getting through, a band aid for our bullet wounds, and I know it’s not built to last. I see what he needs, and I crave the crazy he can unleash.

“You want me to meet your parents?” I ask, as if he spoke without really thinking. “Of course, why not?” “I’m not really the girl rich boys bring home to meet the family.” “Why?” he asks, looking up at me. “Because you’re a stripper?” “Yes,” I reply. “Well, then just try to keep your clothes on when my mother serves the turkey.” “Very funny,” I snap. “I’m being serious.”

“You’re crying.” Smiling up at him, I try to memorize this moment. Pulling his face down, I don’t respond. I press my lips to his mouth and I wish my heart wasn’t being torn in two at the moment.

Sometimes I wish Alistair would fight for me. I wish he’d be braver to touch me in front of Nash, like he’s holding back from what he really wants. Then, I remember. That’s his son. Alistair will always sacrifice a little bit of his happiness for his kids and I will always come second to them. That’s the thought they leave me with as they pull away and I’m left alone.

“Do you know why I agreed to do what we did? When we brought her back to Del Rey, I was jealous, sure, but I kept the whole thing up because Zara was the only thing that kept us together. She was the only thing that kept you together, and I liked seeing you so happy—even if I was a dick about it. She was never meant for me, Dad. She was meant for you...”