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I laugh. “I seem to be a little better at things when I’m with you.” “That’s because we’re meant to be together,” he says softly.
My voice is hushed as I meet his eye. “I think…no matter what universe we land in, we land there together.”
Nick Reilly exists.
How can we share the same memory of something we both know never happened?
“Maybe your dreams are saying you’re already unhappy with what you have.”
Except spending a morning with Quinn was like being exposed to sunlight after an entire lifetime beneath fluorescent lights. I’m not sure, now, that I can be happy with less.
Who learns she has a brain tumor and manages to think about a little girl she just met instead?
“You’ve gone on a honeymoon with me, so I feel like we ought to at least be on a first-name basis.”
She smells like oranges and sunshine.
A piece of me wants to share my past with her, wants to throw open the doors and let her be the one person I let inside.
Nick is on my heels, his eyes the color of a summer storm.
He looks at me the way I remember, from some other life: as if I mean absolutely everything to him and nothing else matters.
“I think these dreams are nature’s way of telling you that you are settling for less. Way less.”
“There are so many ways a human can die, but for a time traveler, there are twice as many.”
“Maybe you were impotent.” “If you remember that,” he says, with a look that makes my whole core clench tight, “you are definitely not remembering me.”
It’s never going to be fair to anyone I date, to any woman I end up with. Because I will always be wishing I was with Quinn instead.
There’s something so innocent about her at times. I love that innocence and want to preserve it, but at the same time, I want to destroy it into a million pieces. The jury’s still out on which way I’ll go.
I don’t know how many lives I’ve lived with him, but it feels a little unfair that I can’t live this one with him too.
“Because I want to feel the way I do around you, and I’m not willing to settle for less than that. And you shouldn’t be settling for less either.”
“Please come back to me, Quinn.”
“If you don’t come find me, there will never be a time when I won’t come find you.”
My very bones remember her in ways my brain can’t quite catch up with.
There is no one for me but you. Not today and not a year from now.
“Does this mean you’re mine now?” She smiles up at me. “I think maybe I always was.”
“You should have been right here all along,” I say quietly. “I’m just happy I’m here now,” she says, nestling closer.
“I somehow found you once in London, and then I found you here, when I didn’t know who you were,” she says. “And nothing can keep me away from you now that I do.”
