Page 70 of Live Love Steal

“Trust me, it’s sexy as fuck.” I took a step back and scanned the wall. It would take months. But it would be worth it.

She crept up behind me and wrapped around me. “I love you.”

I held her hand in place and stared at the potential in the nearly blank wall. “I love you, too.”

We’d figure this out. Even if the vision changed a little. “I’ve waited for you for years. Now? I can’t remember why it hurt so bad.”

Isobel stepped in front of me. “Because we weren’t together yet.”

That was it. I was incomplete. Missing a huge piece of some part of my soul, I knew it was empty, but couldn’t quite envision it. The closest I came was a crazy mural I’d scratched out in desperation. She’d kept me sane while I waited for Isobel to cross my path in one crazy day.

One, single, crazy day.

Then my life began.