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“What if I can’t?”
“You know,” he said, looking over her shoulder across the sky and back to her, “I used to wonder that, too. See, he broke my heart as well. Not in the same way, obviously, but I lost my brother ten years ago. When I got out of prison, this city was filled with memories that Asher and I had made. Everywhere I looked, there he was.”
“How did you get over it?”
He chuckled. “I’ll let you know when I do.”
She looked down, touching her forehead to his. “How are you going to fix me if you’re broken yourself?”
“Maybe the goal isn’t being fixed. Maybe the goal is just…pushing past all the shit and forcing yourself to keep going. To move on. To grow. To love again.”
She looked up, meeting his dark eyes with fear and passion all at the same time. This was insane. Crazy. Ridiculous. This was happening.
“Can I?” he asked, seeking permission to kiss her just hours after she was supposed to be kissing someone else. For eternity.
She nodded, letting his lips find hers. The kiss was careful and unsure, as if they were both finding their footing on this new path. It ended slowly and a bit sadly as the tears still remained in her eyes.
“Can I tell you something else I’ve never told anyone?” he asked, his eyes closed as if he were savoring the moment for just a bit longer.
“Of course,” she agreed, unsure if she could take any more life-altering secrets.
“I have been waiting for this moment for a very…long…time.”
She grinned as he opened his eyes. “I think maybe I have, too.”
He kissed her again, wrapping an arm around her waist. “I think I might love you, Blythe.”
“You may have mentioned that,” she said, smirking at him warmly.
“I’ll mention it every single day until you’re ready to say it back.” With that, his lips were back on hers and he began to sway. A saxophone player was playing somewhere on the deck, and the couple—despite the fact that everyone was staring at them, and that the entire day had been a disaster and she was wearing a dress that was meant for someone else—moved together like it was their first and last night together all in one. Nothing mattered but each other as she stared into his eyes, seeing a part of him she was sure he didn’t let many people see. The part that loved her. The part that she was pretty sure she loved in return. For just that moment, she couldn’t have asked for anything closer to her fairy tale.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Thank you for tonight, Finn. It was,” she sighed, “exactly what I needed.”
“No problem,” he said, standing in her doorway with one hand resting on the frame. “I’m happy to help.”
“Do you want to come inside?” she asked.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “Feels weird that I should even have to ask.”
“It is a little reverse déjà vu, huh?” He laughed. She shut the door, turning back toward him.
“Are you hungry?” she asked. “I’m starving.”
“Food sounds amazing,” he agreed. “I guess we should’ve grabbed something while we were out, huh?”
She shook her head. “Actually, I’d like to cook something, if you’re okay with waiting a bit? Cooking helps me relax.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“What do you like?”
He smiled. “Literally anything at this point. I haven’t eaten all day.”
She thought for a moment. “Ya know, I just realized I haven’t either.” She patted her stomach. “No wonder I’m so hungry.” She turned around, walking behind the kitchen counter and pulling out a mixing bowl. “My mom and I used to cook together. She made the best, well, everything, I guess. She loved to make everything from scratch.”
