We'll Always Have Summer (Summer, #3)

by Jenny Han

To Conrad, she said, “Are you and your groomsmen doing boutonnieres?” He turned red. “I’m not the groom,” he said.

“If a girl’s the one, all bets are off, family or no family.” I felt lighter when I left Ernie’s house a couple of hours later. I always did.

“I see you again, and everything I planned goes to shit. It’s impossible.… I love Jere more than anybody. He’s my brother, my family. I hate myself for doing this. But when I see you two together, I hate him too.” His voice broke. “Don’t marry him. Don’t be with him. Be with me.”

“You know what it means.” Conrad jerked away from me. “I still love you. I never stopped. I think you know it. I think you’ve known it all along.”

I woke up that morning to Steven shaking my bed. “Have you seen Jere?” he demanded. “I was asleep until three seconds ago,” I muttered, my eyes still closed. “How could I have seen him?”

So no, he didn’t give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

There are moments in every girl’s life that are bigger than we know at the time. When you look back, you say, That was one of those life-changing, fork-in-the-road moments and I didn’t even see it coming. I had no idea. And then there are the moments that you know are big. That whatever you do next, there will be an impact. Your life could go in one of two directions. Do or die.

This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.