Status Updates From Grayson (This is Our Life, #1)

I'm trying again to make it through this book. I don't like having "started but not finished" books on my shelf. I must finish reading this book before I can start any other books.

Paused indefinitely. I really don't want to DNF this book cause I am interested in finding out what happens. I'm struggling to read this book and I honestly don't know why. It's like I can't read more than 2 to 3 chapters in one sitting and I need a break. I'm sure I'll eventually finish reading it.

I'm determined to finish this book today.

Pausing at chapter four to read an ARC. Will pick back up asap.

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Don't think that followed the Geneva Convention.

My mind wouldn’t shut off from all the possibilities Ella & Savannah are enduring. Had someone touched or hurt them? Would Ella once again slip through my grasp, but this time forever? Was fate so fickle that we would never share a future together? Have a family? We’ve already lost 7 years & realizing I might not hold her again is f-ing with my head. Vivid images of finding them both dead continued to plague me

He put the phone on speaker. When he does, my world tilts when I hear her voice. “They want a meeting with Captain Grayson Blackwood. If anyone else comes…” Ella’s voice breaks as she starts sobbing, “They’ll finish what they started and...and kill us both.” She’s cut off from saying anything else, and a disguised voice continues, “Further directions will be delivered to you soon. Don’t keep us waiting, Captain.

That’s when I feel someone squeeze my breast hard. It hurts, and I try again to scream. As quickly as it started, it ends. “We are saving you for later, little one,” the deep voice promises. “As for your friend, the boys have sampled her already and want more.” Oh, no! Not my Vanna.

Confusing keeping track of who's who when they keep switching between their given names and their nicknames. Styx, Beauty, Radar, Johnny, Pete etc.

Savannah, not sure what happened in the past, can’t change it. But let me assure you of this...I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Again. Now that I’ve found Ella,” I pause to reign in my emotions, “I can never let her go. I’ll never give up on us.” Savannah gazes at me suspiciously but relents. “I understand.

It’s like we picked up where we left off. Grayson telling me a few new jokes he’s learned over the years and me listening and giggling. I’m caught up in this stage that belongs to just the two of us. The rightness of being here with him catches me off guard, and my hardened heart cracks a little. Oh shit! I’m still in love with this man.

She’s leaning against the wall, her head back and her eyes closed. When the door slams shut, she immediately sees me and panic settles on her beautiful face. What have I done to cause this reaction? Calmly, I walk toward her. “Long time no see, my little Bluebird.

Gross.

Bluebird?” After all these years, she walks back into my life and I'm lying in this shit hole, my arm in a effing sling, wearing a hospital gown with my ass hanging out. My body thrusts forward, trying to reach her, but she turns away and runs out the door without a word. What was that about? Was that really her?

I resigned myself a long time ago that moving on from my past and Grayson was the only way to survive. After the letter he sent.. Then meeting Dr. Michael Barnes, I had a chance to heal. The friendship between us was undeniable, and the rest followed. Not the fireworks I felt with Grayson, but it was pleasant. We share a comfortable passion that appeases my restless soul.

I'm wondering what my beautiful Ella is doing right now. Is she thinking about me? She vowed to wait for me and I promised to come back to her. So much can change in four years and long-distance relationships are famously known for failing miserably. Are we the exception? I'm doing this for us. For our future.

I wanted to give you a night to remember. Something you could keep with you even when I’m far away, I was hoping for this anyway,” he smiles sheepishly. “It’s all magical, Grayson. I just don’t know what to say.” I finally get out. “You don’t have to say anything, Ella. Just let me love you. Even if it’s just for this one special night,” he whispers. “Let me show you how much you’re wanted & what you do to me.

This is the greatest feeling in the world. As we’re slow dancing on the dance floor, with my arms wrapped tightly around Ella’s alluring body, I know I want more with her. She is the light to my darkness. Nothing else matters right now.

She continually asks me why I call her Bluebird, and my reply is always the same, "You're my Bluebird, Ella," shrugging my shoulders like it’s no big deal. I think she likes her special name. One day, I'll explain it to her, but we aren't there...yet.