Extraits

“Do you like sappy stories about young girls who get their hearts broken?”

Anger flashes in his eyes. “He hurt you.”

“It was a long time ago.”

“Hearts don’t forget.”

I kiss his forehead, my heart full of love for him, for Darryn, for Francesca. Sometimes I feel so grateful that I’m terrified, like something awful might whisk them away from me. I know the root of that fear, leftover trauma that may never disappear. And when that happens, I remind myself that Francesca and I aren’t my parents. We’re special. We’re, well, fated, written in the stars. And I’ll cherish each moment we share.

We all have darkness. People you see on the street, people you work with, people you love, people you hate. If there’s no darkness, then there’s no room for light. And when that darkness hits you, and it will, all that matters is that you keep going, one step at a time until you’re up and back on your journey.

We’ve been rejected before, and when it happens, we make plans. We move on. We survive.

He is something I never imagined I needed.

And I don’t want to lose him.

He is air. Life. And his flawed edges? His chaos? I love them the most.

Oh yes, you fascinating creature.

I’m intrigued by you, but I need to know why there are so many coincidences between us.

Be wicked with me tonight. I’ll make you forget the guy who hurt you.

Fate is a tenacious bitch.

One night. No names. No strings. And the masks don’t come off.