Get Me

Sometimes you can’t find yourself until you’re lost.

Boots, I told you that I'd never walk away again. I’m a man of my word,” he says sternly. Clearly insinuating that I’m the opposite of that.

I love you, Aiden.” Never in my life will I forget the way he looks in this moment. The surprise in his eyes. The emotions crossing his face. His lips forming a smile. His big hands holding my cheeks firmly in place as he looks into my eyes and says, “I love you

You're my green flash, Aiden. Our moon wishes may have brought us together, but it’s our hearts that led us home. To each other. I know with everything I am that you’re it. My true love.

For a long time, I was convinced that love potion resided in his mouth. On his tongue. But I was wrong. The source of his power is the Titan. It’s practically a godly entity of its own when it's awakened. Every time I think my sexual credit card is maxed out, he touches me and I'm ready to go shopping again. And we all know how much I love to shop.

I stare into the green eyes of the boy who has helped me realize that I don’t need separate lives but, rather, should find a boy who fits comfortably into them all. I run the back of my hand down the scruff on his sweet face. “I love you, Aiden.” Never in my life will I forget the way he looks in this moment. The surprise in his eyes. The emotions crossing his face. His lips forming a smile. His big hands holding my cheeks firmly in place as he looks into my eyes and says, “I love you too, Boots.

I know the moon brought her to me. I know she saved me from myself. Showed me what love is supposed to be. Not the shallow, immature love I used to believe in. Love that was nothing more than hormones and ego. When she kicked the soccer ball at my head, it was like she woke up my soul. At that moment, I knew. As naturally as I knew the sound of my own heartbeat. Knew we belonged together forever.

Because even though I didn’t always tell you, you’ve had my heart since the day I met you. Your lips were always my bliss. And I know we weren’t sorta like fate. We were exactly like fate.

I stare into the green eyes of the boy who has helped me realize that I don’t need separate lives but, rather, should find a boy who fits comfortably into them all.

There’s nothing you could tell me that would make me hate you. You need to have faith in us. We’re going to survive the kiln.

Dance with me?” “There’s no music,” I tease. He pulls me into his arms. “There doesn’t have to be.

Text from Aiden to Keatyn: Hottie God: Good morning, beautiful. I miss sleeping with you. Hottie God: And waking up with you. Hottie God: I just miss you.