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“If you apologize like that, feel free to treat me like shit any time you want. I will be your personal doormat.”
Just the fear of the risk, of letting him all the way in and getting destroyed when I’d barely put myself back together.
“The only time I really feel alive anymore is when I’m with you, and that scares the hell out of me.”
“Some dreams aren’t dead, just sleeping. I need you to know every option you have, and not to be scared of them. More than this craving to have you near me, I want you happy.” That was the moment I fell in love with Josh Walker.
There was no way to deny it, and I didn’t want to. I was in love with him.
“I’m in love with you, Josh Walker. Take. Me. Home.”
I have never brought any other woman into this bed. You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted here. This is my space, and you’re a part of me. No one else ever has been.”
I loved that he wasn’t just happy, there was something deeper there, a longing. I loved that we both had the same picture on our walls. I loved him.
Oh God. I was in love with a soldier. I couldn’t love a soldier. I swore I never would. I would never put my heart in the hands of someone who threw his life away in a foreign country, fighting for people who didn’t even want us there, and left for months at a time.
The state championship picture mocked me from the wall, so I pulled it down and left it next to the award. I had been wrong. We hadn’t been fated since I’d been fifteen; we’d been doomed.
“Love isn’t something you throw away lightly.”