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Show Me Wonders (Water, Air, Earth, Fire, #3) Show Me Wonders by Riley Nash
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“I rest my hand on his chest. It doesn't matter, because he’s mine. Fate took him, and I took him back. I’ll never let it happen again.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I’ll search for you until someone that used to be Ollie stumbles across someone who used to be Jax, and the rest will be history. I’m looking forward to our third first kiss.
It’s gonna be okay. I love you. Jackson”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I’m sick. This is every day of my life, and even if I get help, it will always be there.” “I know.” “Why do you keep saying that?” He looks like he can’t decide between crying again, running, or punching me. I’m not a writer like him. I don’t have words. But I have stories, too.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“You’re really bad at being a bad boy, Jackson Moreno. Like, the worst.” I let my eyes drift closed. “I never wanted to be.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I missed you so fucking much,” he whispers. Then we’re kissing so hard it’s not about lips anymore, just tongues and moans and the fracturing of our breath as Ollie and Jax do this for the first time and Oliver and Jackson do it for the last.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Now it’s all come true, the thing I feared most for the last six years: my heart’s defective. There’s only one person in this world who can make it whole, and no matter where we are, no matter who we are, I can’t have him.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“For the first time, I don’t have to spend the whole date managing myself and my surroundings. Jax gets it. He built us a safe place. And for some unknown reason, he wrapped his fingers deep in the messy core of me and said I want you the way you are.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“It’s the first time I’ve really smelled him, and something about the scent of his skin sets off a tidal wave of endorphins–words like safe and mine, feelings”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“There’s a table that clearly came from inside sitting in the gravel, with two chairs next to it. Napkins, salt and pepper, menus, the whole nine yards. “What is this?” He shrugs, with a duh face. “You don’t like crowds.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I’ve met someone, Oliver. He reminds me of you, so much it hurts. He takes care of me even when I try to drive him away. I think you’d like him.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I guess that’s that.” Neither of us seem quite sure what just happened. It’s almost impossible to believe the moments that change your life can slip by so simply, in the breathless second between a question and an answer.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Would you like to go on a date with me?” he blurts,”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“As I sat in prison, watching my memories of Oliver melt away, I told myself that at least it was over. I found the light that could pry me open and shine into my darkest corners, and I let it go again. There would never be anyone else. Now I’ve stumbled across another man–with almost the same fucking name, because life is a bitch–who has the sun in his chest and needs to be protected the same way I need to protect.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“He sticks out his hand. Like we’re meeting at a party or in a bar. Like it matters. Like someone did six years ago–except this person can see me clearly, every disastrous, unapproachable part of me, and does it anyway.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I can’t remember what you smelled or sounded like anymore. My dreams remember, but they won’t tell me. I’m gonna have to start dating eventually, because I’ve heard “but Megan needs a mom” so many times I want to tattoo it on my forehead so people will shut up about it. Maybe I’ll send you a family photo when I find The One. You can hang it on your fucking fridge.
Fuck you, Jackson.
Fuck you for walking away without giving me a choice.
I hate you. Oliver”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Oliver, I’m sorry
I wish I could hear your
smell you
I wish Fuck this shit”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“One more memory finds me as I drift off, one that I didn’t know existed–the moment each night after Jackson thought I was asleep, when he’d warm his cold nose in the nape of my neck. The tears that have been stuck behind my eyes for days finally release, soaking into the flannel, just a few muffled, hiccupping sobs in the silence. Without him, I’m lost. And without me, wherever he is, he’s cold.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“And I try. I try to let go, to find the Oliver who slept here a thousand nights dreaming about pointless things, who welcomed every morning and sang Kelly Clarkson while he brushed his teeth. But he died in a sunny train car, reading a self-help book he didn’t understand, and he’s been replaced by a stranger I can’t recognize or grasp. There’s only one person who knows this Oliver, who can explain him to me, and he’s fuck knows where, in some jail cell. Alone.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“He let go of me. I’m standing here with my hands empty. But it’s okay. I’ve been preparing myself for this since he grinned and touched my hand and said he wanted to make me a sweater.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“If this is it, what’s your biggest regret?” He barely thinks about it at all. “Being born.” My grip on him tightens. “That’s awful.” “Do you want me to lie to you?”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Maybe I’m an idiot, going half my life without wanting anyone, then falling so hard and so fast for a person I barely know. But he smells like everything I’ve never had, and he feels like home, and he makes sense out of the broken parts of me I’ve been carrying around for thirty fucked-up years. I don’t know what else I could possibly do. Until I remember that forgetting is how I’ve stayed alive this long, and I’m never going to be able to forget this.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I still don’t fully understand what makes someone lust after another person’s body. But I love his because it holds the person I want so badly, keeps him safe and gives him life. Lets me touch him. “What have you done to me, Oliver?”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“such a slow unraveling of everything I thought I knew. I want him like a person wants the nameless feeling that lingers in the memory of their dreams, something taken from them too long ago to remember. And I have no idea what that means.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I’ve never wanted to kiss another man. But if this is what wanting to kiss someone feels like, I don't think I’ve ever felt it in my life.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“I curl my fingers into the yarn and put my nose in the short hairs behind his ear to taste his scent one more time, so unfamiliar and warm. It’s how I used to imagine the houses in TV shows would smell, the ones with happy kids and family dinners. Then I force myself to pull away for good, before my skin or my breath or the things my hands have done somehow manage to taint something as pure as him.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Everything’s good.” It’s always been a lie, but sometimes the truth does more harm.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“All this is mine to keep alive, so that his girl can have her dragon cake. It’s a heavy weight.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Fuck you,” he mumbles, sounding hurt but also like he knows I’m right. “That’s a horrible thing to say.” “Maybe I’m a horrible person. But I’m also alive.” He has no idea how many times I’ve looked death in the face while he was writing novels and knitting unicorns.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“Don’t cry. Close your eyes and pretend I’m there, wiping the tears off your cheeks with my thumb. Pretend I kiss the tip of your nose until you smile. I’ll find you someday. And on that day, I will show you the wonder of a world where we never have to say goodbye again.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders
“And that’s how I fell in love and lost it again. How my heart never stopped searching. They say a story is only as good as its ending. Some heroes look death in the face for one chance at love. Others stand up to fate and win. But I like the ones no one bothers to write down, where the hero flaunts the demands of fate and says fuck it. He just goes home, opens his front door, and walks into the arms of the ones he loves. Because in the end, that’s all he was ever fighting for.”
Riley Nash, Show Me Wonders