Part 33 (1/2)

”Yeah, a few days ago. They seem to be okay. Lauren's filling in when Mom needs a hand. I should send a present.”

It sucks because I can't even hear her name in casual conversation without an iron vise tightening around my ribs. ”Let me know. I'll chip in. Ty and Sam doing all right?”

”Yeah. In fact, it's bath time. I have to go. I'll talk to you next week.”

In the background, I hear her laughing and the sound of Sam giggling. Nadia hangs up before I can answer. I can't wrap my head around the fact that my baby sister is parenting right now. I mean, what the h.e.l.l? But Ty seems like a decent guy, so there's no need for me to step on his neck and terrorize him.

There's no need for me to do anything, except work out and talk about home remodeling projects on camera. This should be the best thing that ever happened to me. And...it's cool, no question. More than I expected to achieve on my own. But really, I didn't. Lauren was with me the whole way, mapping the route; I just followed the trail she marked, something any monkey could manage.

I can't bring myself to look at any of the paperwork Annette has emailed me. No point, as I'll have my lawyer check it before I sign. I remember my grandma sighing once when she didn't know I could hear. Poor Rob, she'd said. He's just smart enough to know he's dumb. That pretty much sums it up. So I won't pretend I understand this party of the first part, second part, with respect to whatever. Ignoring the fan mail, I shut down my laptop and head into the bedroom.

The binders I took from Lauren have been piled up on my bedside table for months. The pages are faintly yellowed, crinkled, and she's doodled pictures of me in the margin. While she might be a decent writer, her art is awful. But I run my fingers over the smudged ink, seeing myself through her eyes. A king. A hero. I'm none of those things, but it kills me that she saw me that way, even for a minute.

I'm a slow reader, and even at thirteen, Lauren knew all kinds of good words. So I have a pocket dictionary, too. Which is embarra.s.sing. Even if it takes ten hours, I'll finish the last book tonight. Since I'm not a book guy, I can't say if these stories are any good, but when I imagine her spending so much time on them, I can't help but love them.

Just like her.

Settling back against the headboard, I flick the light on and open to the final quarter of the third volume. When I left off, the sorceress and the young king had been separated by two armies. He was leading one, and she'd been captured by his enemies. I flip until I find the exact sentence where I stopped before. I hate the idea that Laurenara is locked up while King Robert is too far away to help her, but I should've known it's not that kind of story. Twenty pages later, the sorceress rescues herself and then rushes off to help her guy kick some a.s.s. Book Robert is kind of dense, though. He doesn't seem to realize that she's crazy in love with him, and that's why she's always around, why she'll do anything for him.

I settle in. Read one page. Another. It's past midnight when I turn to the last page. My eyes feel grainy; I'm not used to focusing this hard, and I have a headache tapping at my skull. But I keep reading.

”This woman has been by my side for years,” King Robert decreed, taking Laurenara's dainty, slender hand. ”And I have come to value her more than my own life. Let any man who would keep us apart face my sword.”

The court was silent, not even a whisper from the lush velvet skirts worn by the ladies in waiting who had eyed the young n.o.ble from behind their fancy lacquered fans. Then a courtier broke from the crowd to stride toward the king.

”You object?” Robert's sparkling cerulean eyes narrowed dangerously.

”There is no precedent,” the man lisped, as was the court custom.

”I have waged one war for her already,” King Robert said coldly. ”Shall we have another?”

”N-no, sire.”

The king fixed a hard gaze on his court. ”I care nothing for her lineage. Know this, she has a pure heart, a lion's courage, and she will be my queen.”

I close the binder. So they got a happy ending. I'm glad of that, but the real Lauren seems really far away right now. So much that it hurts. I only feel whole when she's looking at me, and without her, I might disappear.

But something's bugging me. If King Robert's dumb for not realizing that Laurenara does everything because she loves him...I wonder. Digging isn't my specialty, and I'm really scared of being wrong. Maybe I'm reaching because I want this to be true. But...maybe Lauren sent me off alone because she loves me. I'm not really sure why; in the story, though, the sorceress lies because she doesn't want the king finding out the truth and getting hurt.

This is all I have; I'll hang on until she tells me I'm wrong. I'll believe that the end is a beginning waiting to happen.

So I go into the living room and find some paper. I write six different drafts, but I can't find the words. I sound like an idiot, no matter what I say or how I put it. Eventually, I just head out to a twenty-four-hour parcel store with the binders. If I think too long about this, I'll chicken out. The lights are too bright in here, and the guy behind the counter looks tired and bored. While he's typing in my information and getting a box big enough to hold what's left of my hope, I hug the binders, hard. Hope he didn't see that. The corners bite into my arms, a good, sharp pain, better than being numb.

Call me. Call me, beautiful.

She's everything to me. And I'll wait for her forever.

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Playlist for

As Long As You Love Me

”Looking for Shelter” -Good Old War ”Across the Ocean” -Azure Ray ”Hard Out Here” -Lily Allen ”A Moment Changes Everything” -David Gray ”May It Be” -Enya ”It's Time” -Imagine Dragons ”If I Had a Heart” -Fever Ray ”This Isn't Everything You Are” -Snow Patrol ”Wrecking Ball” -Miley Cyrus ”In Your Arms Again” -Josh Ritter ”Unpretty” -TLC ”Ho Hey” -The Lumineers ”Hey Ya” -Obadiah Parker ”Come & Find Me” -Josh Ritter

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Acknowledgments.

Thanks to Margo Lipschultz for being incredible. We've both worked so hard, and the books reflect our effort. The whole Harlequin team has been phenomenal, practically achieving feats of wizardry on my behalf, and I appreciate their tremendous support more than I can say.