after all the people she hurt and the family she tore apart. A business major at her college in Boston, she’s reinvented herself after everything that went down a year ago. The irresistible sequel to the bestselling 99 Days. In this breathtaking debut, Katie Cotugno weaves together the story of one couple falling in love-twice. After everything that's happened, can Reena really let herself love Sawyer LeGrande again? Reena doesn't want anything to do with him, though she'd be lying if she said Sawyer's being back wasn't stirring something in her. But just as swiftly and suddenly as he disappeared, Sawyer turns up again. Reena's gotten used to being without Sawyer, and she's finally getting the hang of this strange, unexpected life. But then Sawyer disappears from their humid Florida town without a word, leaving a devastated-and pregnant-Reena behind.Īlmost three years have passed, and there's a new love in Reena's life: her daughter, Hannah. Reena and Sawyer fall in messy, complicated love. But he's never seemed to notice that Reena even exists until one day, impossibly, he does. "Go to sleep," I whispered, and he didn't say it again.Reena Montero has loved Sawyer LeGrande for as long as she can remember: as natural as breathing, as endless as time. If I said that to him, I knew I could never get it back. I could do anything for him, I realized suddenly. I loved Sawyer LeGrande so much that sometimes I couldn't sit still for the fullness of it, but when I opened up my mouth to tell him so, nothing came out. I loved his silly, secret goofy side and the way he had of making me feel like I was a tall tree, just from the way he looked at my face. I loved his quick, blistered musician hands and the honest soul he kept hidden safe under all his bravado, and I loved how I was still, every day, learning him. I'd loved Sawyer since the seventh grade, when Allie and I began keeping a list of the places we spotted him. I tried to be very still, but I knew he could feel my entire body tensing, a runner ready to begin a race. "I love you." He said it again, clearer this time, right into my ear, breath tickling. "Hmm?" I was nearly asleep myself, edges blurring I was one hundred percent sure I'd misheard. “My eyes had been closed for a few minutes when he said it: "I love you," he muttered, so quiet, like a prayer whispered into my neck.
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