Jackie?" "It wasn't your fault.
The night we met-I'm not like that guy." His jaw was rigid. "I know tha-" He placed a finger over my lips, his expression softening. "So I don't want you to feel pressured. Or overpowered. But I do, absolutely, want to kiss you right now. Badly.
Landon Loucas Maxfield was asleep on his sofa. With me.
There are a million ways to lose someone you love.
It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.
Time would not change what I was feeling--or not feeling. I'd had time, and though the ache from his desertion hadn't disappeared, it was decreasing. My future was blurry, yes, but I was beginning to imagine a future when I would no longer miss him at all.