Chapters (50)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- CONTENTS
- CHAPTER ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWO PALMER
- CHAPTER THREE COLE
- CHAPTER FOUR PALMER
- CHAPTER FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER SIX PALMER
- CHAPTER SEVEN COLE
- CHAPTER EIGHT PALMER
- CHAPTER NINE PALMER
- CHAPTER TEN PALMER
- CHAPTER ELEVEN COLE
- CHAPTER TWELVE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN COLE
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER NINETEEN PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX COLE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT PALMER
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN PALMER
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT COLE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE PALMER
- CHAPTER FORTY COLE
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE PALMER
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO COLE
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE PALMER
- EPILOGUE PALMER
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I didn’t mean to come across as so hot and cold. I know that I’ve done that and it’s embarrassing. I’m not playing games with you or anything like that. I just have a hard time bridging the gap between what I want, what I need, and what I need to want.
Me:
I appreciate that. But you have nothing to be embarrassed about. You aren’t the only one that feels that way about things in their life.
Palmer:
Thank you. It’s just so frustrating.
Me:
Believe it or not, your frustration came through in your above text. 

Palmer:
Very funny. 

Me:
What’s going on? Boil it down for me.
Palmer:
Okay. It’s simple. I’m attracted to you. But I need to stay focused on what’s best for me. Long-term. For Ethan too. I need to want what’s best for me, which has always been my Achilles Heel.
Me:
I feel like my best bet here is for me to focus on the you being attracted to me part.
Palmer:
That’s the part that I’m having a hard time not paying the most attention to.
My shoulders ease as I relish the simpleness of the exchange. The banter. This amusing, intriguing woman. Even though she’s rejected me—a few times—this is the only easy thing in my life at the moment.
It occurs to me as I stand beside the picnic table that this is precisely why I can’t shrug this woman off.
She’s the only thing that feels right to me right now.
Me:
So, about the pizza—what kind of pizza do you like?
I asked not because I care about what pizza toppings she prefers but because ending this conversation feels lonely. And besides, she reached out to me. Maybe she’s lonely too.
Palmer:
Anything but olives. You?
Me:
I’ve never met a pizza that I didn’t like.
Palmer:
I was afraid you were going to pull some California pizza thing on me with cauliflower crust and a broccoli Rabe topping. 

Me:
I mean, to each their own but that description does not equal a pizza to me in any way, shape, or form.
Palmer:
Thank God. Also, now is a good time to tell you that Val set aside her frustration that you chose to have dinner with me and not her after her overt picture-liking and said she’d be happy to watch Ethan on Friday.
Me:
That’s the second-best thing to happen to me this week. 


I watch with bated breath for another message to pop up on my screen. Just when I’m scrambling to put together a message to keep the banter flowing, my phone dings.
Palmer: