Catching the Moon (Chasing the Moon Book 2)

Em“So that’s it?” Mickey said. “He’s just giving up? Throwing in the towel? Calling it quits?? Caving in??”“Yes.” Em said. “Quitting, surrendering, abandoning, relinquishing, folding.. all of the above.”“Huh.” Mickey responded. “What? What’s that mean?” Em asked her. “Well. It’s just… Quinn is so.. the opposite of that.”Em thought about this a minute. And Mickey was right. Quinn was the exact opposite of all those things. Actually not giving up or giving in was his entire personality. So why did he give up so easily? Later that night Em laid in bed and couldn’t stop thinking about what Mickey had said. She had been spot on and Em wondered why she had never thought of it. Why did he roll over so quickly.. unless..Unless he was looking for an excuse. Maybe he had decided he didn’t want to be with her, and needed a way out. Maybe he didn’t love her after all. Maybe he was still in love with his ex girlfriend that he had been with since he was a kid. The thoughts were taking

Em A little while later everyone had left. Em didn’t even go outside to watch them sitting the building at the side of their house. She didn’t want to be around Quinn, or John.. Quinn’s dad, or even her mom. And she sure as shit didn’t want to watch them moving their stuff over. Aspen had gone home and Em was just about to go downstairs and get some ice for her leg. Her leg that had bothered her nonstop since the accident and surgery. Not to mention she had been overdoing it with the dancing. She was pushing herself, trying her hardest to stay busy so she couldn’t think about things. Her body was paying the price. Even though she had healed for the most part, gotten her stitches out, and even done a couple of physical therapy appointments (just to appease her mom) things weren’t like they used to be. So every night she was icing her knee… hoping no one noticed the constant pain she was in these days. And it wasn’t just her knee, her shoulder felt like it had been through a meat

Em They were on the way to the grocery store when Asher said:“I know you were planning a menu, before everything happened. I got it from Aspen.” Em smiled at him. “And I know you were wanting to make that .. treacle pie dessert because it was your dad’s favorite… but you couldn’t find the right recipe for the one he made….”Em looked over at him. She had wanted to make her dad’s dessert that he always made at Thanksgiving but every pin on Pinterest that had the recipe was wrong, and she even looked through all her moms cookbooks and couldn’t find it. “So I’ve been on like twenty websites this morning seeing if maybe one of them had the right one… I bookmarked them all..”. Asher said as he handed her his phone. So that’s what he was doing on his phone all morning? Em suddenly wasn’t roiling her eyes at Asher, instead they were filling with tears at his thoughtfulness. “Asher….” She started, but couldn’t get the words out. He looked at her and grinned. “It’s no biggie bab

EmAll she could do was stare at him. Then he winked at her… and started watching the pool game again. Oh ma geez what was happening?? Em did not particular like these feelings she was having. She really needed to call Evan— maybe her old therapist could tell her what all this meant. She was pretty sure she was having a nervous breakdown. It’s not that she didn’t love her new therapist, Mara, she did. Mara was very patient and knowledgeable and understanding. It had taken Em a little bit to completely open up to her because… obviously telling someone your entire life story isn’t easy. Especially when you just met the person. And her story was filled with ugliness. Having to relive everything she’d gone through wasn’t easy … it took her back to all the awful shit she’d been through in her life… starting with River ., then her dad. But eventually she got there. So Mara knew everything now. Still.. something about Evan made her feel comfortable and at ease. He got her through so mu

Em As if he hadn’t just metaphorically slapped her in the face with that comment about Finley being his family…. I mean what the hell was she? Then he absolutely bulldozed over her heart leaving complete and utter destruction when his phone rang. Em happened to look down at it where it was sitting between them. Did he plan this? Is that why he left it sitting on the couch between them? A name popped up on the screen… Angel. Angel.?? Seriously??But even worse than that was the contact picture that also popped up. It was Quinn and a girl in bed. You could easily tell they’d just finished something intimate from the lack of clothes they had on. But just to dig the knife a little deeper…. Em recognized the girl. It was the same girl she had walked in on and saw Quinn with at the party that time. The same. Fucking. Girl. She felt it. The moment her heart splintered. So he had moved on already? After mere days of telling her he loved her. You’d think she would be used to it by n