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My voice is hushed as I meet his eye. “I think…no matter what universe we land in, we land there together.”
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.
And he consumes. With his lips, his tongue, his hands. He burns me alive, taking my oxygen and my common sense and leaving nothing but desire in its wake.
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.
She is meant to be mine, and somehow today I need to convince her of that.
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.
That’s the problem though. I’m not sure how you stop craving joy, and fullness, once you realize they exist.
“What’s worse than the bad wind is the emptiness of letting nothing in at all,” he said.
“If you don’t come find me, there will never be a time when I won’t come find you.”
Should I tell him everything? I can’t. It will sound insane, and he’ll never believe me. I figured out the truth months ago and I hardly believe it myself. But I can’t lose him again. “I’m not going to let her separate us,” I promise him quietly. “Not this time.”
