American King (New Camelot #3)

Our last first

He swallows, still crying, and stands up, and I know exactly what he wants. I stand up too, and for the first time in his life, I pull my son into my arms and hug him. For every milestone and year I missed, for every other person’s arms he’s felt holding and carrying him, for every empty, bitter moment he felt today when he learned the truth and had to endure it alone.

I hug him. I close my eyes, press my face into his already strong and heavy shoulder, and I thank God for this unexpected grace. This undeserved mercy.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

boat cuts through the water like a knife, swift and smooth.

T

How long has it been since you’ve fucked someone?

How does a man end up loving two people, you ask? This is how.

It feels like a curse.

The real tragedy of your life, Maxen, is that you will never stop having faith in the people around you, even when they hurt you over and over again.”

I don’t deserve their love. I don’t deserve any of it. How funny that before tonight I never doubted anything about what I deserved, and now…

You will never stop having faith in the people around you, even when they hurt you over and over again.