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350 pages, Paperback
First published July 8, 2014
“I can easily divide my life into two parts—before her and after.”
"She's inside me, wrapped around me like a tumor. There's no way to cut her away without cutting into me. Without killing me."
"I stop worrying if it's going to be Alayna that falls apart from this affair and start accepting that it's going to be me."
‘There was where my confusion lay – why did I give a shit? I’m not a completely emotionless man, but nearly. The feelings I do have are tame, controllable. Practical. This irrational desperation for someone I don’t even know – it rattled me. It rattles me now, these days later when my desperation has increased.
Never in my life have I felt this way about someone.’
‘Then I know.
I know that no one has ever looked at me this way. I know that this connection is not just one-sided, that she feels it too. I know that I scare her and fascinate her as much as she scares and fascinates me. I know that sooner or later I will fuck her , that she will enjoy it. That I will enjoy it. And somehow, with certainty that exceeds every other fact that I’ve come to accept in this space of seconds, I know that my life will never be the same again.’
‘“I don’t want to be like that with you.”
But it’s the only way I know how to be with her. With anyone.
“Then what do you want to be with me, Hudson?” She wipes her tears, and I have to hold myself back from kissing them from her face.
“Honestly? I’m not sure.” It’s the truest thing I’ve said. I lean back against the seat, and though I’m physically here in my limousine, I’m also completely lost. I’ve never been so without answers. Not just today with the mess that Celia has created, but since the very first day I saw Alayna.
Why her? Why now? Has therapy actually changed me? Is that why she makes me feel the way she does? Because as scared as I am to admit it, that’s exactly what’s going on with Alayna – I’m feeling. She makes me feel. What, I can’t say. I’m not familiar enough with these sensation to explain any of it.
It strikes me as funny. Why, after all my life of never feeling anything for anyone, this woman shows up and throws all my truths out the window.’
‘“Mon amour. Mon précieux,” I say at her ear. “Mon chérie. Mon bien-aimé.” My love. My precious. My cherished. My beloved.
I tell her this over and over in between kisses as I roll in and out of her. I tell her that I’m with her. Always with her. With all that I can give her. With every part of me that matters – the places that she’s awakened, the dark corners that she’s lit with her love.
I can’t give her all of me, but I can do this. I pray that it’s enough.’
‘I’ve seen love deteriorate before. I’ve watched it unravel before my eyes. This is something I know. It’s the thing I’ve always been good at – destroying the fairytale of happily ever after.
Love doesn’t bear all. Love doesn’t endure. Love ends. It always, always ends.
For all that I’ve destroyed – in my past, with Celia, here today in Alayna – my curse is that my love alone goes on. My whole life I was empty. Now I’m full. Overflowing with love and aguish. Hers and mine. They are so completely entwined, so thoroughly mixed in each other that I don’t believe they’ll ever be separate. I love Alayna Withers. And each drop of that love is so laced with pain that it travels through my veins like acid, burning and scarring me from the inside out.’
‘She leans down and kisses me softly then leans her forehead against mine. “I would never have given myself the chance to fall in love with you if you hadn’t forced me to. It doesn’t excuse you. But it’s the truth. And for that, I have to say that I guess things happened how they should have. If I had the chance to rewrite it all, I don’t think I would change a thing. This is the path that led me with you like this. It’s the reason I came back to you so easily. Because I realized I’d rather live through your betrayal and end up with you than never to have gotten you at all.”’
Told from his point of view, Hudson fills the holes in his love story with Alayna Withers. His past and relationship with his long-time friend Celia is further revealed and light is shed on his actions during his courtship with Alayna.
“Besides, our code has taught us to be honest whenever possible. Practically, it helps keep your lies straight. Also, it makes the games more challenging.”
“I keep thinking if I just hurt enough people, break enough hearts, then eventually it will all go away. And I won’t have to play anymore. I can go back to feeling.”
“Though our relationship hasn’t ever been romantic—not really—we’ve clung to each other like two orphaned hatchlings, birds of a feather.”
"I can easily divide my life into two parts—before her and after.”
“This fantasy doesn’t go far though, because of all the decisions I’ve yet to make, there is one thing I know for absolute sure—I can’t tell her how I feel without telling her all of it. My definition of love is still forming, but I am certain it includes transparency and honesty, and I can’t give either without shedding all my secrets.”
"Because when you love someone, their world interests you more than your own."
“I begin and end with her… Our worlds have entwined and wrapped around each other’s completely. They’ve shaped into something new and fixed and whole. There is no longer her story or mine, but now and always, only ours.”
“Her love is the only beacon of hope I’ve encountered in my dark world. I cling to it. I hold it like a lifeline.”
“I sensed that there was something to life that I was missing. A color adjustment, perhaps. A flavor that I simply hadn’t been introduced to. A sound that hadn’t found its way to my ears. Something…more.”
“I recognized that she’d struggled. And yet she’d come out okay. It was beautiful about her, and I wanted to get to know it more. I wanted that for myself.”
“Her carriage was so familiar. Strong on the outside, battling demons on the inside—she was, in so many ways, like me.”
“We fit together. We fix each other. We make each other whole.”
“I’m lost in her and found in her all at once.”