One Last Rainy Day Quotes

“Eggs—runny, coffee—black, beer—cold, music—loud, cars,” I floor the gas. She laughs out the rest. “Fast.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“We both know I didn’t deserve you . . . but you made me feel like I did . . . even if I wouldn’t even fucking hold your hand,” I admit. “I was going to,” I sniff. “I was going to try to be that guy. I was that guy. I just . . .” I slide my thumb along hers, the burn unbearable. “I would give fucking anything for one more day. Just one.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“There’s my motherfucker.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“It is lonely when you’re among people, too.”—Le Petit Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“I love you too, Cecelia.” No more rain.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Life given and life taken away, and every moment in between. I live it all, with them, through them, as them. Whoosh. “If you leave, we will be brothers wherever you go, right, Maman?” Whoosh. Tobias presses his forehead to mine as I relay through stunted breaths that there is no separation—one last secret to take with me. “Frères pour toujours.” Whoosh. Cecelia’s storm engulfs me fully, sweeping me into the blissful state only she could ever take me as my brother’s whisper reaches me, “Mother greet you, Father keep you. I love you, brother.” Whoosh. “It’s time to sleep, Petit Prince.” Whoosh.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Visions flood in as I watch her chest rise and fall . . . the second our eyes locked in my backyard, the flash of surety I initially dismissed but still rang true through every fiber of my being. She knows you. The long looks we shared across every space, to the minute we snapped on that float before we collided and were created. The same continuous buzz thrumming steadily as we stole glances of each other between the flip of pages as storms raged outside my window. Her fingers tracing my skin, wonder in her eyes, to running my palm reverently over her back—in awe of the heart that beat inside of her, wrapped in her mystery. To the burst of sun that lit her up in my passenger seat as she adjusted her honeysuckle crown. The laughter spilling from us where she lay beneath me, tangled in the sheets before our smiles faded. Hearts raw and aching as we locked together, lost in our connection, chests bouncing in unison due to the tie that bound us. That still binds us. A fate we created together. A story I’ll continue to relive without regret. Falling for her was worth hitting bottom—and every single ache that comes with it. Reaching out, I trace the curve of her cheek. “You gutted me, baby,” I croak in confession as my chest caves. “But I can’t say I don’t deserve it . . .” I falter, grunting through the pain consuming me. “You thrive on love, and I . . . we fucking starved your heart . . . we just left you here.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“You’re a living, breathing fucking human being and allowed to behave as one.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“You’re an asshole.” And you’re the most beautiful punishment I’ve ever been dealt.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“If you leave, we will be brothers wherever you go, right, Maman?”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“But you are worth it for me, Dom.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“I feel sorry for the bastard that will deserve and eventually claim her for good. She’s going to give him hell.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“A mouthwatering combination of fire and water.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Despite what some say, not all birds are attracted to shiny, spinning things.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“But the true reason was, if I so much as took another step toward her, I never would have gotten back in that car.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Elle est trop belle. Trop intelligente. Mais trop jeune. Cette fille sera ta perte . . .” She is too beautiful. Too smart. But too young. This girl will be your undoing . . .”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“I lost the best thing that ever happened to me because of that failure while discovering one of the most damning truths about the four-letter curse—about love—which is that you don’t know how significant or powerful it is until you lose it.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“You gutted me, baby,” I croak in confession as my chest caves. “But I can’t say I don’t deserve it . . .” I falter, grunting through the pain consuming me. “You thrive on love, and I . . . we fucking starved your heart . . . we just left you here.” Crushed by the weight of that truth, I lift her hand and thread my fingers through hers. “We both know I didn’t deserve you . . . but you made me feel like I did . . . even if I wouldn’t fucking hold your hand,” I admit. “I was going to,” I sniff. “I was going to try to be that guy. I was that guy. I just . . .” I slide my thumb along hers, the burn unbearable. “I would give fucking anything for one more day. Just one.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“French bulldog,” I blurt, and she jerks back in confusion. “What?” “That’s the dog you should get,”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“Mother greet you, Father keep you. I love you, brother.” Whoosh. “It’s time to sleep, Petit Prince.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“my last confession, far, far too late. “I love you too, Cecelia.” No more rain.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Come on, Sean!” “I’m right behind you,” I whisper in promise, “I’m right behind you, Dom.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“A look that annihilated me enough to toss my gun too far out of my reach. It was when her eyes cleared, and she truly saw me as she had all those months ago, that I was gifted those few precious seconds of exchange. A collection of minutes where I was able to confess my fears, apologize for my deceit, and finally deliver my ill-timed declaration wholeheartedly. “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, I’ve been in love.” A declaration I fucking refused to hold inside another second, knowing it was too late. A confession that gave me a bittersweet sort of peace, along with the notion that one day, I might be a worthy man deserving of the love I selfishly took.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“Not in the mood for foreplay right now, but how about a Mountain Dew?”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“As if she feels my summons, she turns her head, and our eyes collide. The second it happens, an odd premonition runs through me as a whisper snakes its way into my psyche.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“He’s a man with too many secrets and no one to share them with.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day: The Legacy of a Prince

“My rainy days are yours”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, I’ve been in love.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“would give fucking anything for one more day. Just one.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day

“We both know I didn’t deserve you . . . but you made me feel like I did . . . even if I wouldn’t fucking hold your hand,” I admit. “I was going to,” I sniff. “I was going to try to be that guy. I was that guy. I just . . .” I slide my thumb along hers, the burn unbearable.”
― Kate Stewart, One Last Rainy Day