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“Have you run into the girl yet?” “What girl?” I’m intentionally playing stupid. She laughs again. “The one you can’t stop talking about.”
The new Violet isn’t a shrinking Violet. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway.
My head knows exactly what choices to make where Cole Harding is concerned. But my heart? It’s not so sure.
Which is a lot because my brother Rhett is a walking disaster. A rodeo prince with no fear.
So I freeze, not wanting to turn around and look at him. Because I know what I’ll see. And I hate that I’ll like it.
wince. Sounds like my brother when he came back from Afghanistan.
Oh really? What’s her name? Golddigger85 Not sure. All I know is that she looks good in purple.
“Touch her, and I’ll kill you.” Cole’s voice is downright arctic.
I should tell her she’s so much more. The thing that got me out of bed most mornings. My bright spot. My sunshine.
Falling in love would be bad enough. Falling in love with a jockey would be downright impossible.
I don’t know what she is anymore, other than firmly entrenched in my life and in my mind.
“What I was going to say is that this is perfect.”
Her confidence isn’t loud or brazen, it’s subtle and natural.
“I know you see yourself as dark. But you aren’t. You’re swirling color, all different shades, a mosaic. You’re complicated and beautiful. And I’m not quitting on you, so you better not quit on me.”
“I want you. But you need to want you too. I can’t want you enough for the both of us.”
She’s like sunshine on my face. Warm and bright. I feel like I’ve been living in the shade, in a dark corner, and rather than dragging me kicking and screaming out of it—like so many people have tried to—she’s just shifted over a little bit to share her light.”
“But light is tricky. It slips through your fingers. It’s fleeting. It comes and goes. We never get to possess it; you can’t hold it in your hand. We just get to enjoy it. And if you can figure out a way to just let go and enjoy it, well, Cole, you’ll be one of the lucky ones.”
“And what if something happens to her?” “But what if nothing happens to her, and you spend the rest of your life missing out on all that light?”
