real. Your entire personality must have been Photoshopped or something.”
“Well, yours must have been developed by some amateur from Fiverr.”
Laughter won, and she couldn’t stop laughing.
“You sound hysterical.”
And Silver sounded the slightest bit alarmed.
He had a good reason to.
“You’re Silver Beaufort March. How can you even—” She had to stop, had to take a deep breath before she broke completely. “Can’t you see I’m not the girl for you?” It hurt, God, it hurt so much more to say those words, but she had to say it. She was not for him, and it wasn’t because of any of those reasons he had enumerated before. It wasn’t the age gap, wasn’t the fact that they had nothing in common or they wanted different things in life. They could have eventually gotten past all of those things. What couldn’t be overcome? The fact that someone like her would never deserve someone like him.
“Selena Gomez.”
Lace was startled, wasn’t even sure she had heard him right. “ Selena…Gomez? ”
“Do I have to quote her for you?” When she didn’t answer, his tone was grim and amused at the same time as he said, “Google this.” After Silver rapped out instructions, she did as asked, and this time her laughter mingled with her tears.
Damn you, Silver March. You just had to make me cry at sports camp.
Damn you, Silver March. You just had to be… Too. Irritatingly. Perfect. How could someone like him be so good at the corporate world but at the same time know about Selena Gomez?
The Heart Wants What It Wants.
“How do you even know something like that?” Lace gasped.
“My brother-in-law is a damn rockstar, how else?”
She choked, sniffed, and laughed all at once. “You just can’t be real—”
Silver cut her off, his voice rough and hard as he said, “I’m far from perfect, Wyndham. But for you…I want to be perfect for you.”
She was this close to throwing her phone out of the window. “See? That…that…you just can’t be real.” His words were…God, she so badly wanted to see him right now, wanted to feel his skin against her fingertips so she could be sure she hadn’t just dreamt him up.
“You just can’t be—”
The edge of hysteria in her voice must have finally gotten to him. “Lace—”
It was the first time Silver had called her by her first name, and somehow that felt like the final straw, pushing her over the edge and she was drowning, drowning, drowning—
“Come back, March.” The words were out before Lace could really think about what she was asking, and the moment they were past her lips, she wanted to kill herself. Why the hell had she said that? She had gone insane. That could be the only reason.
Silver seemed to be as floored as she was. “What…did you just ask?”
“If you’re here, I think…I think I might finally...” Oh my God, she was still insane.
“Finally… what ?” Silver’s tone was now edgy with unease.
“ Those words .”
Lace ended the call.
It was official. She was certifiably insane.
The sound of applause had her jerking and when she turned around, all her boys were smirking and clapping their hands.
Lace shot to her feet. “You heard ?”
Drew gave her a thumbs-up. “ Every word, Coach.”
Noooooooooooooooo.
Why did every chapter of her life seem to end the same way?
First Fight
“I’ll be out in a sec,” Lace shouted irritably the next day when one of her boys banged his fist on her door again. “It’s not as easy to wear a skintight dress as you think, assholes.” Especially for someone like her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had to wear something that didn’t have leg holes. Maybe…high school graduation?
“I dunno…” It was Vasyl speaking. “They always seem easy to take off for me.”
The words had Lace rolling her eyes while outside her door, the guys were laughing. She stepped in front of the mirror when she finally managed to zip herself up. The
“Well, yours must have been developed by some amateur from Fiverr.”
Laughter won, and she couldn’t stop laughing.
“You sound hysterical.”
And Silver sounded the slightest bit alarmed.
He had a good reason to.
“You’re Silver Beaufort March. How can you even—” She had to stop, had to take a deep breath before she broke completely. “Can’t you see I’m not the girl for you?” It hurt, God, it hurt so much more to say those words, but she had to say it. She was not for him, and it wasn’t because of any of those reasons he had enumerated before. It wasn’t the age gap, wasn’t the fact that they had nothing in common or they wanted different things in life. They could have eventually gotten past all of those things. What couldn’t be overcome? The fact that someone like her would never deserve someone like him.
“Selena Gomez.”
Lace was startled, wasn’t even sure she had heard him right. “ Selena…Gomez? ”
“Do I have to quote her for you?” When she didn’t answer, his tone was grim and amused at the same time as he said, “Google this.” After Silver rapped out instructions, she did as asked, and this time her laughter mingled with her tears.
Damn you, Silver March. You just had to make me cry at sports camp.
Damn you, Silver March. You just had to be… Too. Irritatingly. Perfect. How could someone like him be so good at the corporate world but at the same time know about Selena Gomez?
The Heart Wants What It Wants.
“How do you even know something like that?” Lace gasped.
“My brother-in-law is a damn rockstar, how else?”
She choked, sniffed, and laughed all at once. “You just can’t be real—”
Silver cut her off, his voice rough and hard as he said, “I’m far from perfect, Wyndham. But for you…I want to be perfect for you.”
She was this close to throwing her phone out of the window. “See? That…that…you just can’t be real.” His words were…God, she so badly wanted to see him right now, wanted to feel his skin against her fingertips so she could be sure she hadn’t just dreamt him up.
“You just can’t be—”
The edge of hysteria in her voice must have finally gotten to him. “Lace—”
It was the first time Silver had called her by her first name, and somehow that felt like the final straw, pushing her over the edge and she was drowning, drowning, drowning—
“Come back, March.” The words were out before Lace could really think about what she was asking, and the moment they were past her lips, she wanted to kill herself. Why the hell had she said that? She had gone insane. That could be the only reason.
Silver seemed to be as floored as she was. “What…did you just ask?”
“If you’re here, I think…I think I might finally...” Oh my God, she was still insane.
“Finally… what ?” Silver’s tone was now edgy with unease.
“ Those words .”
Lace ended the call.
It was official. She was certifiably insane.
The sound of applause had her jerking and when she turned around, all her boys were smirking and clapping their hands.
Lace shot to her feet. “You heard ?”
Drew gave her a thumbs-up. “ Every word, Coach.”
Noooooooooooooooo.
Why did every chapter of her life seem to end the same way?
First Fight
“I’ll be out in a sec,” Lace shouted irritably the next day when one of her boys banged his fist on her door again. “It’s not as easy to wear a skintight dress as you think, assholes.” Especially for someone like her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had to wear something that didn’t have leg holes. Maybe…high school graduation?
“I dunno…” It was Vasyl speaking. “They always seem easy to take off for me.”
The words had Lace rolling her eyes while outside her door, the guys were laughing. She stepped in front of the mirror when she finally managed to zip herself up. The
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