Always Mine (Honey Mountain, #1)

by Laura Pavlov

Ashlan was the baby of the family. Dylan and Charlotte were twins and two years older than her, two years younger than me. Our oldest sister, Everly, was two years older than me.

“You’re lucky I love you,” she said as she lay back again in the canoe. Don’t I know it. I’m the luckiest bastard around.

“I’m not going to have sex with you, Vivian, because you and I see sex differently.” She cleared her throat. “How so?” “I fuck. You make love. And you deserve that, but that isn’t me. But I can sure as hell manage to rock your fucking world without sticking my dick in you. And I want to be the first one to taste you.”

I already loved Vivi, I had my whole life. Wanting her wasn’t supposed to happen.

“Oh. My. I see I’ve interrupted something. I would call the fire department to put out this fire, but it appears you’re already here,” Dylan said over a fit of laughter.

Because it was the only relationship that allowed me to spend all my time with you because my boyfriend didn’t live here. Because it’s always been you.”

trauma is a part of life. Shit does happen.

We lost our mom far too soon, and to say that it affected all of our lives is a massive understatement. And yes, we keep moving forward, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t mean that it doesn’t affect the way that we handle relationships moving forward. But we talk about it.

Burying yourself in work is not dealing with it. Facing it. Feeling it. Grieving. Crying. Sharing. It’s a process. But I will tell you this. Trauma is the ultimate thief. It may have robbed your past, but only you can let it rob your future.”

“If you’re waiting for my approval, you already have it. I couldn’t pick a better person than you for my daughter. The only one who doesn’t know it is you.”

I know how hard it is to find someone worth taking a risk for. And that girl is worth it. She won’t be around forever, and I promise you, if you let her get away it’ll be your biggest regret.”

If you get a chance at happiness, you should fucking take it.

“It’s my honeybee and my heart. They’re one and the same. I wanted to show you that you’re my forever in every way.”

You aren’t your father. He robbed you of your childhood. Don’t give him your future too. Go be all the things that you want to be.”

“I love you with my whole heart, baby girl,”

Watching someone you love suffer was an unfathomable thing to experience.

I realized that the best gift I’ll ever receive is you.

Tragedy had a way of reminding you how precious life was. Reminding you about what mattered most. About what was most important. Love and family were everything.

“You’re my past, my present, and my future, Honey Bee. I promise to love you until I take my last breath and beyond.”

You’re my safe place, my heart, and my future. My hero, my prince, and my protector. And now I get to call you my husband—”