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353 pages, Nook
First published March 10, 2014
"I'm Tristan. I am an alcoholic and a drug addict. I'm here because using cost me the love of my life."
"I longed to have her in my life. In any capacity. I'd literally take anything. I wouldn't be happy with less than everything, but I'd take what I could get."
"How can you still love her so much?..."
"Because that's how love works. It doesn't die, even when you don't feed it. That's just the way it is... Loving her has become a part of who I am."
"Whatever you need me to be, I'll be that. Whatever you want me to do, however we need to make this work, we will do it."
"Love doesn't let you walk away clean. Love is messy…. Love takes a fucking piece of you before it's done."
"Oh sweetheart. You haven't been paying attention…. I am the guy who has been in love with you for over six fucking years. I am the guy who has thought about you every day. I miss you every day. What happened -- what we lost together -- breaks my heart, but it doesn't change anything."
"You were not responsible for making me worse. But I'll tell you one thing, it's a fact that you were responsible for making me better."
TIMELINE CLARIFICATION
Love is not about want...
Love is not about good...
Love doesn’t let you walk away clean...
Love is messy...
Love takes a fucking piece of you before it’s done.
If it is ever even possible to be done.
“We needed to become best friends again. Yes, that was how I would do it. I needed to become so essential in her life that she couldn’t conceive walking away.
I meant to break her.
Needed to break her.”
“You don’t need to follow every impulse in life; you don’t need to take on every gamble. But some, even ones that have burned you before, well, some of them you do. Some of the sweetest moments in life come from second chances.”
“Because that’s how love works. It doesn’t die, even when you don’t feed it. That’s just the way it is. I wouldn’t change it, even if I could. Loving her has become a part of who I am.”
“I knew she still loved me. I could see it now, even if she was still in the throes of denial. She didn’t have to say it in words. She spoke to me in so many other ways. Her love spoke to me in every surrendering line of her body.
It spilled out of her pure silver eyes every time she looked at me.
She was mine again.
And, even when she hadn’t wanted me, when I’d lost all faith, I’d always, always been hers”
“Mine, my lips told her...
Mine, my body told her, as I pinned her to the wall...
Mine, my heart cried out to her.”
“In my whole life, there are only two people that I’ve ever called my best friend.”
My eyes filled from his raw tone as much as his words.
“You and Jared.”
“You make me happy. You know that, right?”
“Don’t,” I said weakly.
“Don’t what? Be happy? I can’t help it when you’re in my life.”
I’d been torn apart and put back together, and though I knew the end result was better now than who I’d been before, somedays it didn’t feel that way. Lots of days, it just felt like the world had lost it’s color, and the only things that defined my life were the things that I’d lost.
It felt right. Like I was coming home. Every single time. That’s how this felt. Tristan and I were entering a new and unfamiliar chapter, only it didn’t feel that way. It felt like no time had past at all.
“I feel so lost.”
He took my hands in his. “Not anymore. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
“There is this hollow place inside of me, where my faith in you used to be. I am so full of fear, and I do not know how to let myself trust you again. I don’t have the strength to do this. Not again.”
“I’ve got enough for both of us.” He moved closer, wrapping me in his arms.
“I don’t know how I even did it,” said Tristan softly. “Looking back from here, I have no idea where I found the strength to let you stay out of my life for so long.”
The bed reminded me of a lifestyle.
It reminded me of Frankie.
“It was Frankie and James, wasn’t it? Did those kinky fucks bring you over to the dark side?”
“Tristan Vega: Thanks for accepting my friend request . I promise to try my hardest to refrain from sending you too many dick pics.”
Now, Tristan was no Mr. Cavendish, but he was pretty damn close.
"Oh sweetheart. You haven't been paying attention…. I am the guy who has been in love with you for over six fucking years. I am the guy who has thought about you every day. I miss you every day. What happened -- what we lost together -- breaks my heart, but it doesn't change anything."
I never cried a tear of self-pity. That had never been my poison. Bitter was my poison, and it took every ounce of character I possessed not to let it consume me.
It was the most bitter pill to swallow; how my own rock bottom had impacted her. I had always been the one to throw myself in front of a punch for my brother, my mother.
And my wife. My wife. I’d have done anything to take her pain, to bear her injuries myself. Instead though, I caused them.
I meant to break her.
Needed to break her.
Whether it be with deceit, subterfuge, cold calculation, or sheer will power alone, I was set in my course.
She’d built a wall up against me. A wall that seemed to me to be interwoven in to her very soul.
For years, I thought that wall was impregnable. But a few words, a few brief encounters had shown me that the wall wasn’t stone, but glass.
I meant to break it, and her, and anything that stood in my way. I was going to shatter all of the things she used to keep us apart.
It had become my sole purpose. And if she failed to give, to yield, I”d break myself in the process.
Somewhere, in the great expanse of space,
There is a home where soul reside,
Yours and mine were joined together
I have not moved from that place,
God help me, I’ll never move from that place
But there was a poison in my heart,
And darkness in my mind
I wasn’t there when you were drowning
Though I’d give my soul to take it back
You had to leave me behind
You had to leave me behind
How did you leave me behind?
"Some of the sweetest moments in life come from second chances."
The battles and the victories.
The defeats and the triumphs.
The tragedies and the trials.
"How can you still love her so much? She won't even talk to you."
"Because that's how love works. It doesn't die, even when you don't feed it. That's just the way it is. I wouldn't change it, even if I could. Loving her has become part of who I am."
"Love doesn't let you walk away clean. Love is messy. I don't have to tell you, of all people; Love takes a fucking piece of you before it's done."
"We needed to become best friends again. Yes, that's was how I would do it. I needed to become so essential in her life that she couldn't conceive walking away.
I meant to break her.
Needed to break her."
"In my whole life, there are only two people that I've ever called my best friend." My eyes filled from his raw tone as much as his words. "You and Jared."
"I am the guy who has been in love with you for over six years. I am the guy that has thought about you every day. I miss you every day. What happened - what we lost - breaks my heart, but it doesn't change anything. I still want to marry you, and I still want you to be the mother of my children."
♫ "Somewhere, in the great expanse of space,
There is a home where souls reside,
Yours and mine were joined together,
I have not moved from that place,
God help me, I'll never move from that place." ♫
"Love doesn't let you walk away clean. Love is messy. I don't have tell you, of all people; Love takes a f*cking piece of you before it's done."
He'd set me adrift, so very long ago, and I had wandered into deepest waters, with depths far too vast for me to navigate alone.
And here he was, swimming out to save me. Had he been following me all the while? Had I been so blind?
I convinced myself that it had all been passion, not true love. True love was a myth, a misdirection from the solid things in life. What I’d felt for Tristan had been big and all consuming, but I told myself, like a mantra in my head, that it had never been solid. Even so, every little thing brought him to mind. We’d had too much together, been through too much, felt too much, and every feeling had a memory.
I didn’t trust myself, Danika. I needed my sobriety. I’m nothing without it, and you were a lovely trigger for me. That look in your eyes, after all that I’d done…The way you looked at me like I was scum and knowing that I deserved all of your antipathy. I knew that if you looked at me like that again, I’d hit rock bottom, and this time I wouldn’t come back from it."
The world stopped as we took what we needed, what I’d been starved for since the very last time I’d been in his arms. It was a frenzied mating, a swift coming together that took me to the fever pitch of ecstasy with a few rough, heavy strokes, over too soon, the perfect testament to our torrid love affair.
Love doesn't let you walk away clean. Love is messy. I don't have to tell you, of all people; Love takes a fucking piece of you before it's done."
“Some of the sweetest moments in life come from second chances.”
“I never cried a tear of self-pity. That had never been my poison. Bitter was my poison, and it took every ounce of character I possessed not to let it consume me.”
“Oh, sweetheart. You haven’t been paying attention … I am the guy who has been in love with you for over six fucking years. I am the guy that has thought about you every day. I miss you every day. What happened — what we lost together — breaks my heart, but it doesn’t change anything.”
“I feel so lost.”
He took my hands in his. “Not anymore. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
“There is this hollow place inside of me, where my faith in you used to be. I am so full of fear, and I do not know how to let myself trust you again. I don’t have the strength to do this. Not again.”
“I’ve got enough for both of us.” He moved closer, wrapping me in his arms.”
“Love is not about want.
Love is not about good.
Love doesn’t let you walk away clean.
Love is messy.
Love takes a fucking piece of you before it’s done.
If it is ever even possible to be done.”
"How can we be so good for each other in so many ways, and so bad in just as many others?"
Remember when you told me that I was yours and you were mine
Every heartbeat, every breath,
Our love was perfect, our vows were sacred
and, oh sweetheart, you know I tried so hard to tow that line,
But there was a poison in my heart,
And a darkness in my mind
I wasn't there when you were drowning
Though I'd give my soul to take it back
You had to leave me behind
Looking back, over the years of empty space,
Through the harshest rearview mirror,
Remembering the things I put you through
Now left to wonder, who's come to take my place
When I looked at you the world dissolved
My poison cured, my darkness light
I never did deserve you, sweetheart
But in your arms my wrongs were solved
It was official. We’d been through hell, but here we were, in our own little slice of heaven.