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“I don’t think this is going to work.”
“Why?” “Because we’re in different places.” “I don’t understand, Whitney. We’re both in my apartment.”
“Just remember when times get hard, when your problems are blinding you, that you’re on a floating planet in the middle of a vast galaxy filled with the unexplainable, and the only thing
holding you to it is an invisible force you can’t see.”
And Triple Falls is small town in every sense. It seems very few secrets are kept here.
For me, Whitney Collins was the one that got away…because I pushed her away. Even so, I never forgot her, and it’s because of this invisible thread that’s bound me to her since the day we met. It appeared—much like her—out of nowhere.
“If anyone has authority to give instructions on that special job…” He wets his lower lip, drawing my eyes to it. “It’s you.”
“You can pretend all you want that I haven’t been inside you, but I refuse to.” She gapes at me, her eyes widening. “You did not just say that.” “I did. Don’t you think we’re a bit old for games?” “I’m not playing games, you ass. I just don’t see the point in talking about it. It’s a little late, Eli, don’t you think?” “We’re still breathing, and our hearts are still beating. So, no, I don’t think it’s too late.”
“I didn’t come here with a single expectation, and that’s the honest truth. Maybe I don’t know who you are now,” I swallow and lean in, speaking from a place I fought hard to come to terms with, “but right now, I’m talking to the girl who loved me and left me for good reason. I would love the chance to talk to her, to explain myself to her. But mostly, I just want to tell her that I’m sorry.”
He peers down at me, oozing sex appeal, a smug smirk on his lips as he slowly leans in. “Name’s Sean,” he says in a whisper.
“What are you missing? I think it’s me, and I think I’m missing you, and I think we’ve been missing each other for a long fucking time. Mistletoe,” he rasps out, a second before his lips crush mine.
She’s mine. She has to be because my heart is hers and always has been. It’s never been so clear. I loved her then, soul-deep. I love her now, perpetually.
“Just say it,” I speak up, my eyes trained on Whitney. “Do I have to? All I ask is that you just take a second to think—” “I’ve had seventeen years of seconds to think about her,” I turn my head to face Serena, “I don’t need another fucking one.”
“I love that about us, Whitney. Sure, we can do fine on our own, but we’re better together. That’s who we are to each other, baby. Whatever you want to call it, fate, kismet, divine intervention, whatever it is that brought us together, that’s what makes us special. We were miles and years apart, but it never left us—and for me, that makes us the definition of—”
“Soul mates,” she says softly, “we’re soul mates, Eli,” she repeats the word as my eyes sting with emotion. I nod and pull out the box.
