“It’s never simple.” Avery slid an arm around Hope’s waist. “It shouldn’t be. Because being with someone should matter enough to be at least a little bit complicated.”
“Shh,” I say. “Arms around me.” Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.”
“He's just a little unbalanced and lonely."He put his arms around my waist, frowning. "Can't he be lonely and unbalanced around someone else's girlfriend?""I'll suggest it.”
“Beau’s arms slipped around my waist. I knew I should step away but I couldn’t make myself. This was home. Being in his arms like this was where I found peace.”
“Like life isn't complicated enough. You should at least be able tofollow the signs.”
“It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.”