What took you so long?โ Nash asked, as he slid into the passenger seat and pulled the door closed. โI stopped to donate all your underwear to the homeless. Youโre gonna wanna take care of those tighty whitiesโtheyโre all youโve got left.โ He leaned against the door, either too tired or too drunk to sit up. โAnd to think, most people donโt understand your sense of humor.โ โFools, all of them.
Rachel VincentSome things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldnโt hear anything. Ever again.
Rachel VincentI squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Jace in front of me, not to taste him on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Jace was everywhere. He was in my mind, he was in my heart, and he was in my memory. He smelled good. He tasted good. And the blissful aftershock still throbbing in my most sensitive places felt wonderful, when everything else in my life was an obstacle to be overcome.
Rachel VincentThe problem with getting everything you want in life is that you're not prepared for disappointment when it comes.
Rachel Vincent