I don’t want to beg or promise you things I can’t give you. There isn’t much of me to give, but what I have is yours. This is all up to you, Sadie. If you want me, I’m yours. If you can’t do this, then I’ll walk away and leave you alone. I swear.
But dreams change. Fate has a way showing you paths you want more.
Even if I had stayed she wouldn’t have ever wanted me. She didn’t want me for anything more than a summer fling. I was a way of moving on for her.
It didn’t mean forever but for right now I wanted Rush to be my first. He wouldn’t be my last. A stop I might never forget or get over. That was what scared me the most. Not being able to move on.
Sleeping on it didn’t make accepting it any easier. It seemed like a really bad dream.
Adjusting to Beau being a caveman over a girl had been almost as hard as seeing him with Ash. Beau didn’t do jealous, not until Ashton had become his. Now he was a freaking lunatic.
Don’t walk out of here. I can’t lose you.
He doesn’t deserve it. he can have any girl in the world’s love and he took yours. someone who deserves so much more than a summer fling.
No. Don’t you do this to us.
For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.
Inside I knew he was meant to be the guy that taught me about life. Even if he broke my heart eventually.
Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. “I can’t believe you’re telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me.” Shrugging, I returned her smile. “They’re heard to resist.” “Don’t I know it.”
You want to know what happened? YOU happened Rush. That’s what happened.
Beau’s arms slipped around my waist. I knew I should step away but I couldn’t make myself. This was home. Being in his arms like this was where I found peace.
Then the fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze came over his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now move away from my girl.
I want to have the memories of my time with you to keep me warm.
I want whatever part of you I can have.
I’m trying to make myself let you go before Ms. Mary comes to get you, but you go and shiver at my touch and weaken my resolve to stop holding you.
You are not a body. You have a body. You are a soul.
You said everything I needed to hear. I’m hooked now. You have me. What are you going to do with me?