Those thick lashes lifted and those eyes seemed to see straight through me once more. “You’re not a ghost. You never could be one, not when you burn as brilliant as the sun.
You two should play nice. You never know when you’ll need such an unlikely alley.
I’m that special.” Luc led me down the step and into his living room. “Like a snowflake, unique and pure.
God, normalcy wasn’t overrated when you had a brain like mine.
The Alphas were here, and Thumper had finally come out to play.
Something else lingered at the fringes of my thoughts, a sense of familiarity with him, of many moving pieces finally clicking into place. It just felt right. Zayne felt right.
You’d get jealous if she hugged a tree,” Archer tossed out.
I closed my eyes, almost certain I was approching stage one of a zombie infection.
I hadn’t been close with Andrew and Ash, and I hadn’t known Paris that well, but their deaths hurt nonetheless. Each of them had died saving someone else, and most people would never know their names or what they’d sacrificed. But we would. Their loss would leave a mark on all of us for a long time coming, if not for eternity.
I’m not leaving. You can get mad. You can get upset, but I’m staying right here, because whether you realize it or not, you shouldn’t be alone. I’m not going anywhere.
I was happy where I was floating.
Did you just hit the childproof locks on me?
Damn. That got me in the feels. Straight sucker punch.
Dean’s death affected all of us. Perhaps it served as a painful, dreaded reminder that even the young could perish at a moments notice.
And I’m just saying that by the end of these seven days or maybe a week from then, or a month, you’ll say yes.” He cupped my cheek and leaned inm pressing his forehead to mine. “And I’ll be waiting. No matter how long it takes.
Things weren’t easy or perfect, and the future seemed shaky at times, but life wasn’t wrapped up in neat little bows.
Overwhelmed by what he’d admitted, I didn’t know what to say. But he lowered his head and kissed me, and I learned that sometimes when someone says something so devastatingly perfect, there isn’t a need for a response. The words said it all.
One day you will just realize you’ve made it through this part of your life and you’ve accepted what cannot be changed. That is when you’ve moved on. It will feel like it happened suddenly, but in reality, it’s been a work in progress.
Resistance is futile, Kitten.” “So is your charm.
The tears that rushed to my eyes threatened to spill forth and I was seconds from crying as if I’d watched a marathon of Hallmark movies.