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“She said sometimes when a man goes to war, he has to make himself forget the people he leaves behind. It’s the only way he can become the warrior he needs to be to survive.” Damn. Gram always seemed to have a way of getting straight to the heart of things. “Yeah. That’s exactly it.” “The good news is, you can put down your weapons,” Logan said. “War’s over.” I looked down at my battered hands. Put down your weapons. I wasn’t sure if I remembered how.
But he was still Asher Bailey. And I still loved him. Blind stubbornness hadn’t kept me loyal to him. It was so much simpler—and so much harder—than that. It was love.
loved this man. That was why I’d waited. Why I’d accepted his silence, kept his ring on my finger, and remained faithful. We were two halves of the same whole. Two souls meant to be connected to each other. Nothing was ever going to change that.
We hadn’t said our vows—hadn’t declared in front of family and friends that we’d be true in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad. But I’d kept those vows anyway, and I didn’t regret a single second of it. Because this was love. Messy, imperfect, painful love.
She was the moon to my ocean. I couldn’t escape her gravity.
That even though we haven’t spoken in so long, we’re still connected. We’re beneath the same sky.
“Whoa,” Gavin said, holding up a hand. “Hang on, don’t sit down yet.” I stopped with my legs bent. “Why?” He winced. “I might have poked some thumbtacks through the seat so when one of these dorks sat down, they’d get stuck in the ass. But I have a feeling you won’t find that funny and you’ll probably hurt me, so let me make sure they’re all gone.”
“Yep,” Logan said. “But if this is going to continue, we need to talk about better sleeping arrangements.” Levi sat up. “Or maybe you need to not suck and you’d get the couch. This was comfortable.” “You want a rematch? I’ll pin you right now.” “Did you guys wrestle for who got the couch?” I asked. “Yeah, out front. But he cheated,” Logan said. “I didn’t cheat. You’re just pissed that I’m better than you.”
“Maybe that’s not how love works. Nobody’s keeping score. I love you because I do. Because of who you were, and who you are now. Because something deep inside me is connected to something deep inside you. And whatever that is, I think it’s worth fighting for.”
“Don’t you guys ever get tired of pulling pranks on people just because your parents and your grandparents and your great-grandparents were doing the same thing?” Cara asked. Everyone’s gaze swung to her. All four Baileys—even Asher—looked at her like she’d just suggested gravity was a myth. She put a hand up. “Sorry.”
Released from the grip of the unseen hands, I shot up, completely disoriented. Something touched me and I reacted before I’d even opened my eyes. My elbow cracked backward, connecting with something hard. The sharp scream of pain woke me completely. The room came into sudden focus. Grace’s room.
Everything I’d been telling myself had been a lie. That I could do this. I could make this work. I just needed time. I didn’t need time. I needed to be kept away from everyone. They probably should have stuck me with the murder charge. Kept me locked up forever. At least then I wouldn’t have been a danger to anyone except the pieces of shit who deserved my wrath.
“I’m standing here before you, a man who was stripped of his freedom, his future, all his plans. This whole experience brought me to my knees. But there was one thing they could never take, and it’s all I have left to give you. My love. I don’t know if it’s enough—I don’t know if anything could ever be enough after what I’ve done—but if you’ll have me, it’s yours.”
We both had a lot of healing to do. But wrapped in each other’s love, there wasn’t anything we couldn’t face. I believed that down to the very bottom of my soul. Asher and I belonged to each other.
But we were rebuilding. Because love was bigger than tragedy. It was bigger than pain. I’d lost sight of that for a while, but Grace had been here to show me the way.
ultimately, our love had prevailed. I’d always believed, deep down, that Asher and I were meant to be together. Our souls were inextricably intertwined and there was nothing that could tear us apart.