Part of Your World (Part of Your World, #1)

by Abby Jimenez

He really was cute.

God, he had a nice smile. Really nice.

This was a woman so far out of my league it wasn’t even funny.

Like a model had wandered away from a photo shoot for a fashion magazine and gotten lost.

“The sex was incredible. In-credible. He did this thing where he lifted me against a wall,”

And the second I saw her, I knew I hadn’t imagined a thing.

At sixteen I was taking AP chem courses and volunteering at the hospital.

#SAME

“I can’t really think of a single thing I wouldn’t do to you in my own bed. All night. As many times as you want.”

I registered even in my confusion that she looked beautiful.

But more than that, it was hard not to look at her because she was beautiful and I liked doing it.

I slid my hands down her back and cradled her ass. “Well, we’d better get started…”

“Alexis.” Kiss. “Elizabeth.” Kiss. “Montgomery.”

This shit with Jake was hard on all of us, but for Brian I think it was a special kind of hell.

I had an MD from Stanford and a PhD from Berkeley.

“So you don’t know how to peel potatoes, but you can deliver a baby?” “What, like it’s hard?”

Proof of a thumbprint on her soul.

It’s amazing how someone can touch you, even if you only know them for a moment in time. How they can change you, alter you indelibly.

“Have you ever seen anything so perfectly beautiful?”

“Yes…” he said quietly, holding my eyes. “You.”

Stress-induced cardiomyopathy.

“I love you,” he whispered. “We are together. This isn’t over. And even if you leave, it won’t be over because you’ll take the love with you and it’ll bring you back.”

Love follows you. It goes where you go. It doesn’t know about social divides or distance or common sense. It doesn’t even stop when the person you love dies. It does what it wants.