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349 pages, Paperback
Published March 14, 2023
“we stand there, watching the dark clouds
pass over the moon. naturally, our bodies start drifting closer. like we’re opposite poles on two magnets. like we don’t have a choice. like we’re inevitable.
“Wait,” he says, reaching for my hand. When he lingers, my face begins to warm. Then he leans in and brushes his soft lips against my cheek, just long enough for me to inhale a breath. “That’s how I wanted to do it.”
He smirks. “That’s four words. You do know how this game works, right?” I pinch his arm and he cackles, swatting me away.
“Mara,” I say.
“Pretty.”
We both go still. He looks at me in a way I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look at me before.
Ambrose slips out of the booth and holds out his hand. “Dance with me.”
“I…” He moves forward and weaves his fingers through mine.
“Dance with me, Mara,” he says gruffly.
“Here, have them all.” He snorts. “I know they’re your favorite.” I look at him sideways.
“You remembered that?”
“I remember everything about you.”
“You are not and never will be a plaything to me.”
“Then what am I?”
“Everything. You’re everything to me.”
“Because I love you, Mara.” My eyes fly to his and his smile is sad and hopeful all at once. “Don’t look so surprised.”
“Still?”
“Always.” He pushes the hair from my face. “I’ve loved you since the day you knocked on my front door with that godforsaken cat in your arms.”
“Promise me, Mar. Promise we’ll always be sisters like Sally and Gilly.”
“I promise.”
“Where I go, you go, right?”
“Where you go, I go, Cat."
"The man might not know everything there is to know about raising a young girl on his own—he ties my hair up with rubber bands from the post office and feeds me pancakes for dinner—but he’s trying. He’s here. And I love him all the more for it."
“will you come somewhere with me?” i fold his hand into mine. “anywhere.”
“he smirks. “that’s four words. you do know how this game works, right?” i pinch his arm and he cackles, swatting me away. “mara,” i say. “pretty.” we both go still. he looks at me in a way i don’t think i’ve ever seen him look at me before. something blooms inside of me and i want to water it every day and let it grow because it’s one of the most beautiful things i’ve ever felt.”
“being touched by someone can feel meaningless until you’re touched by the right person.”
“he smiles and what a smile it is. it makes every good thing louder, and every bad thing obsolete.”
”naturally, our bodies start drifting closer. like we’re opposite poles on two magnets. like we don’t have a choice. like we’re inevitable.”
“here, have them all.” he snorts. “i know they’re your favorite.” i look at him sideways. “you remembered that?” “i remember everything about you.”
“i think that’s why ambrose likes you so much. you just got it.” i throw my head back, laughing at that. “oh yeah? and what’s ‘it’?” “i dunno.” he shrugs. “the thing that he needs.”