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352 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 10, 2014
"Everything in me wanted to wind my arms around him and pull him the rest of the way in, to feel his lips come down on mine, but ... that was from a lifetime ago."
"You aren't the only one that hasn't been able to love anyone, Jules," he said under his breath. "And I've tried."
"Don't."
"There's only one woman that ever fit that bill."
"Feel that?" he said. "How do we walk away from that?"
"I remember everything," he whispered."
"I've got you," came Noah's voice against my ear… "Just breathe, baby, I've got you."
"Don't let go," I whispered.
"Never."
Noah Ryan was my first love. He was my first everything.
“I’ve got you,” came Noah’s voice against my ear. He held me tight against him, one arm around my waist and one holding my head as sounds started coming back into normal tones. “Just breathe, baby, I’ve got you.”
"Sometimes the harder, complicated relationships that you have to fight for are the ones worth something,”
“That may sound fast, but it isn’t really. We’ve just been on hold for a long time. This time I don’t let go.”
“I remember everything”
“Jules.”
I saw everything in that one second, everything he couldn’t say, everything he’d ever felt.
“Don’t let go,” I whispered.
“You gave me your heart.”
The memory of that embrace and the tears in his eyes stabbed me in the chest. That would have been the moment. “I don’t know how to be with you any other way,” I said.
“I don’t either.”
“I love you, Noah”
“Always, baby,” he said, hugging me back. “I’ll always love you.”
“Don’t let go,” I whispered.
“Never.”
“Never settle, baby. Never, ever settle.”
“Whose life was I living? Mine or my mother’s?”
“Once upon a time you thought you’d die without him. Then you thought you’d crumble into dust if you ever saw him again. Well, he’s back. And you’re still standing.”
“It’s been a lot of years. Everything got put away—doors locked up tight. But now you fall out of the sky and knock all those doors open. And suddenly I’m not sure where I am half the time.”
“And the romp in the rain?” she said, gesturing to the door. “That was—what?”
“Me finding him in the park,” I said.
“Because that was your obligation?”
I huffed out a breath. “No, Nana Mae, that was me looking to help a friend who was hurting.”
“By falling into his mouth.”
I stared at her. “So—my daughter’s having sex right now.”
She paused and raised her eyebrows as she looked down. “Better subject?”
“Frighteningly so.”
“I’ve spent two decades living behind lines I never crossed. Twenty years of holding back, not giving my heart completely, not even to my husband. Not ever wanting to feel crushed like that again. And fifteen minutes with you blew all that away.”