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270 pages, Paperback
First published November 26, 2019
"We need to stop this shit," he growled against my lips when my moans turned to screams.
"Wh-what shit?" I cried out.
"This," he grunted. "Us. Fucking. It's getting confusing."
"Don't you dare stop," I hissed, rocking my hips wildly against him.
"Don’t worry." I felt his teeth on the lobe of my ear, dragging the flesh into his mouth with a sharp tug. "Couldn't if I wanted to."
"You know…" His lips scorched a burning trail from my neck to the tips of my straining breasts. "I think I could see myself loving you." He kissed me again, softer this time. "Not right now… but I might… someday."
"That's really good to know." Cupping his jaw roughly between my fingers, I dragged his lips to mine and kissed him hard. "Because I think I could love you back."

⤿ this was very very cute other than hughieliz legitimately cheating in this book, like wrap it up brother.

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"That's really good to know." Cupping his jaw roughly between my fingers, I dragged his lips to mine and kissed him hard. "Because I think I could love you back."
"I don’t want normal, Johnny," she replied. "I only want you."
Thank fuck for that. "And I only want you back," I whispered.
"Can I tell you something?" I nodded eagerly.
"You can tell me anything, Gerard."
"You're my favorite person in the world."
"I don’t know what to do here… I don’t know how to help you."
"You already are." Her breath fanned my face, as she looked into my eyes with a sadness that was sobering. "Please don’t ever stop not hating me."
"I've never hated you, Lizzie, and I never will."
“She was cracked open for only me to see; oozing her heartache and pain all over my bedsheets – and my life.”
“Why do you do it, Gerard?”
“Do what?”
“Act like a clown when you're around everyone else, but not when you're alone with me?”
“Why don't you call me Gibsie?” came his immediate response.
I scrunched my nose up in disgust. “Because you're not Gibsie to me, Gerard.”
“Exactly.” Shrugging, he unfolded his arms from behind his head and reached a hand out to me.
“Some things just make sense, Claire.” My heart leapt in my chest.
“Like us?”
“Yeah.” He smiled. “Like you and me.”
“Liz…” Blowing out a pained breath, I pulled her closer, wanting to heal her and keep her and not fuck everything up all in one breath. “I don’t know what to do here… I don’t know how to help you.”
“You already are.”
Her breath fanned my face, as she looked into my eyes with a sadness that was sobering.
“Please don’t ever stop not hating me.”
“Stop not hating you?” I replied, forcing myself not to lean into her touch when her nose brushed mine. Keeping perfectly still, I whispered, “I've never hated you, Lizzie, and I never will.”
“Yeah, you will,” she replied, tone laced with sadness, her lips a hare's breath from mine. “Because that's what I do, Hughie. I drive people away. I make people hate me –” Her voice cracked and a sob tore from deep inside of her. “In the end, that's exactly what I'll do to you.”
“I think I could see myself loving you.” He kissed me again, softer this time. “Not right now… but I might… someday.”
“That's really good to know.” Cupping his jaw roughly between my fingers, I dragged his lips to mine and kissed him hard. “Because I think I could love you back.”
“It was an extraordinary feeling, to be this in love having lived so little of life. It didn't matter though. I had peaked with him. Never would I stray or wander. Johnny Kavanagh was the boy I was supposed to be with. I had never been more sure of anything in my life. He was the other half of me. And I loved him. I loved him with everything I had in me.”