It's the perfect solution. We argue all the time. We can't stand each other. It's like we're already married.

I reflected that for all the people you lost touch with or couldn't hold on to, life occasionally made up for it by giving you the right person at the right time.

And you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I knew of Hardy, there wasn't a bit of prejudice in him. He never used racist words, never looked down on someone for things they couldn't help. "What kind do you want?" I asked with difficulty. "Someone I can leave without looking back.

The feelings cut too deep for them to be put on display.

I've needed someone like you for a long time. Now that I have you, no one is going to take you from me. Logan to Madeline

But I think if it's the right person, you wouldn't have to work so hard at intimacy. I think—hope—it would just happen naturally. Otherwise, opening up to the wrong person..." I made a face. "Like putting ammo in their hands.

I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too.