UNFORGETTABLE (Able Series Book 3) by Gigi Aceves Page B

love someone, truly love someone, you’re willing to jump and face what you’re most afraid of, because you know without a shadow of a doubt that that person will help you wade through anything. Maybe, you’re afraid to jump because you don’t trust our love to save you . . . to save us. There’s nothing wrong in that.” I watch his tears fall like my own, and with every single tear that lands on his face, my heart beats slower . . . painfully slower.
    “It’s me, not you. It’s always been me! Me!”
    Placing my hands over his I say, “It’s okay. It doesn’t make me love you less. My love for you is separate from your love for me, but what makes love between two people unforgettable is when it merges together into one, making it last forever with no end. Maybe you’re not there yet, perhaps you’ll get there without me. Maybe, you need to get there without me. I love you so much, enough to let you go find yourself. I love our baby enough to accept the loss, a loss you haven’t learned to accept. It’s in accepting I find strength to go on—to move on, and maybe, try again. There are no regrets on my part, none at all. I promise. I love even the darkest parts of you, and how I wish you’d embrace them too because they make you who you are. Your weakness is what actually makes you stronger because you’re still fighting, still standing. Don’t you see it? I just need you whole, because having only pieces of you makes us incomplete. I.love.you. Don’t ever forget that.”
    Before he could actually say anything more, I turn and walk out the front door.

BRIAN
    IT’S BEEN FOUR DAYS SINCE I saw the love of my life run away from me and the image continues to haunt me. It’s a kick in the balls. The saying ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ is on repeat in my brain. Her letting me go made me realize in just a few short moments, I’m more fearful of losing her than anything else in my life. She’s teaching me to let go, sacrificing her own wants for what I truly need.
    Unknowingly, my uncertainty tainted our relationship. It caused a crack in the very perfect love we both shared. That thought alone makes me scowl at myself . . . perfect, is there such a thing? My loss, twice as a matter of fact, displays the reality that there’s no perfection in this world. However, if I look close enough, Tami is my perfection because she quiets the nagging sound of my fears; she drowns the raging guilt; she just gives me peace.
    Life’s about forgiving and starting over. Death and life mingle together much like happiness and sadness, tears and laughter, all these emotions are overcome or powered by love, and the only way for me to overcome anything is to get her heart back.
    Dejectedly, I leave to go to work, hoping work will somehow make me forget . . . maybe.
    “LT, when are you leaving for your interview?”
    “In two days. Are you still up for it, B?”
    “I can’t go, man. I’m covering for your ass.” I fire up my computer before turning to my wingman whom I might lose to Uncle Sam.
    He chuckles, “Good luck, man. Don’t you love red carpet events? All the big wigs in Hollywood and the Music Industry in one place is a nightmare, but you’re gonna be seeing tits and ass all night long. You squared everything with, T?”
    “Squared everything? Fuck, everything is in the shitters.”
    “I can’t believe I’m saying this. But, have you thought of asking Rox to help you?”
    “I need all the help I can get at this point, LT.”
    “Still wanna have kids? That’s the problem. When her wants are not the same as yours . . .” He shakes his head sadly. “ . . . that’s when it gets dicey, man. So, I’m asking again, do you still wanna have kids?” He asks with one brow arched.
    Cody chooses to come in right as LT asks me that question, and he turns to me with his head cocked to the side, daring me to answer. How can I explain this without sounding like a damn girl?
    “With