It’s not over, Maddie. It’s still not over between us. We need to talk.
When you really love somebody, you stick with them through thick and thin and you’ll do anything not to let that person go.
He wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago.
All the money in the world won’t do a thing if you get up every day and hate yourself. Follow your dream.
Because she did love him, and not from afar, not with the moony dreaminess she’d used as a crutch for so many years, but with a deep, aching tenderness she felt might just kill her.
Around them, late afternoon sun glistened off waves that slapped against the sides of the deck. Seabirds dipped in and out of the deep blue water. It would have been a perfect, tranquil scene except for the pounding of hammers and the whir of a saw.
Do you picture long nights making love by the fire and talking about everything and anything under the sun, and do you have the feeling that of anyone in the world, he just gets you? Like no other person in the world ever can?
Sara shook her head. “I doubt Colton was looking at me when he had Everly to ogle.” “Oh my God, Sara. That man wants to do you, and you drove him into the arms of that horrible woman.” Sara rolled her eyes. “I didn’t drive him into anybody’s arms. I mean, it took him less than twenty-four hours to find someone else! Who does that?
Maybe it was time to cut the strings of everyone’s expectations and free-fall for once in her life.
How was it that the one man who could take their company down appeared to be the only one who believed in her?