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Chapters (89)
  1. Dedication
  2. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  3. ONE
  4. HENRY
  5. TWO
  6. EMMA
  7. THREE
  8. HENRY
  9. FOUR
  10. EMMA
  11. FIVE
  12. EMMA
  13. SIX
  14. SEVEN
  15. HENRY
  16. EIGHT
  17. NINE
  18. TEN
  19. HENRY
  20. ELEVEN
  21. TWELVE
  22. EMMA
  23. THIRTEEN
  24. HENRY
  25. FOURTEEN
  26. HENRY
  27. FIFTEEN
  28. SIXTEEN
  29. EMMA
  30. SEVENTEEN
  31. HENRY
  32. EIGHTEEN
  33. HENRY
  34. NINETEEN
  35. HENRY
  36. TWENTY
  37. TWENTY-ONE
  38. EMMA
  39. TWENTY-TWO
  40. EMMA
  41. TWENTY-THREE
  42. HENRY
  43. TWENTY-FOUR
  44. EMMA
  45. TWENTY-FIVE
  46. EMMA
  47. TWENTY-SIX
  48. EMMA
  49. TWENTY-SEVEN
  50. HENRY
  51. TWENTY-EIGHT
  52. EMMA
  53. TWENTY-NINE
  54. HENRY
  55. THIRTY
  56. HENRY
  57. THIRTY-ONE
  58. HENRY
  59. THIRTY-TWO
  60. EMMA
  61. THIRTY-THREE
  62. HENRY
  63. THIRTY-FOUR
  64. EMMA
  65. THIRTY-FIVE
  66. EMMA
  67. THIRTY-SIX
  68. HENRY
  69. THIRTY-SEVEN
  70. EMMA
  71. THIRTY-EIGHT
  72. HENRY
  73. THIRTY-NINE
  74. HENRY
  75. FORTY
  76. EMMA
  77. FORTY-ONE
  78. HENRY
  79. FORTY-TWO
  80. FORTY-THREE
  81. EMMA
  82. FORTY-FOUR
  83. EMMA
  84. FORTY-FIVE
  85. HENRY
  86. EPILOGUE
  87. ALSO BY CHELSEA CURTO
  88. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  89. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

JD: At the risk of sounding like a creep, you look fucking gorgeous, and I can’t even see your face.

RB: Thank you so much. I’m nervous.

RB: I haven’t been on a date in years, so I’m hoping it goes well. Ugh.

JD: I think you’re a brilliant conversationalist.

JD: I look forward to hearing from you.

RB: Therein lies the problem.

RB: Sometimes it’s as if I’m two different people with two different personas being yanked back and forth like a game of tug-of-war.

RB: There’s the virtual side of me, which you’ve seen, that can come up with witty answers and make people laugh.

RB: In real life, I’m fairly quiet, which is often construed as weakness.

RB: Trust me, if we met before we started messaging, you wouldn’t bat an eye at me.

RB: In fact, there’s no way you would willingly come up to me in a bar even if I was standing right next to you.

JD: Hey, don’t say that. You’re making an assumption.

JD: So what if you’re quiet? I can be loud enough for the two of us.

RB: Thank you. That means a lot.

JD: I hope you have a good time tonight.

JD: If something goes wrong, text me and I’ll give you an escape plan.

RB: I appreciate it :)

JD: Possible escape scenarios: My goldfish died. My house plants need watering. I got food poisoning from eating too many Zebra Cakes.

RB: Hey! Don’t hate on my Zebra Cakes! Also, I could talk about house plants for hours, so I need to shut this conversation down so I can walk out the door.

RB: Talk to you later!

JD: See ya later, VRG! Good luck!

TEN

HENRY

“Why are you scowling?”

I nearly jump out of my skin, looking up from my phone to find Neil staring at me.

Shit.

I haven’t listened to him in minutes, too busy studying the photo RB sent to remember what he last said. The outfit she asked my opinion on is undeniably sexy, a dark green velvet top and a pair of jeans that sit low on her hips. There’s a small sliver of skin showing between the hems of the clothing, and I’m… distracted.

My eyebrows pinch together as I zoom in on the picture. The image seems almost familiar in a way, like I’ve seen this person somewhere before. I know the sentiment is impossible, because I would definitely remember this outfit. It’s my favorite color. It’s hard to put my finger on it, but a sense of attachment pricks my memory the longer I stare.