Read Online Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3) by Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher - Free Book Online

about him in that moment. I don’t know if it was because he honestly didn’t care that anyone was watching us, or if it was because he was still talking to me in that silly robot voice. Whatever it was, I’m pretty sure I fell in love with him today.
    All over again. For like the tenth time.
    So I did what Silas said. I danced. And you know what? It was fun. So much fun. We danced all around Jackson square and we were still dancing when our friends found us. We were covered in sweat and out of breath, and if I were watching us from the sidewalk, I would probably be the girl crinkling up my nose, muttering “ gross ” under my breath.
    But I’m not that girl. I never want to be that girl. For the rest of my life, I want to be the girl dancing with Silas in the street.
    Because he’s crazy. That’s why I love him.
    I close the journal. Did that really happen? I want to read more, but I’m afraid if I keep going, I’ll come across things I don’t want to remember.
    I set the journal on my nightstand and roll over so that I can wrap my arm around her. When we wake up tomorrow, we’ll only have one day left. I want her to be able to let go of everything that’s going on between us so that she can genuinely focus on me and our connection and nothing else.
    Knowing Charlie…that’s going to be hard. It’ll take some crazy skills to be able to accomplish that.
    But luckily…I’m crazy. That’s why she used to love me.

“Okay, so how does this work exactly?” I ask as we walk toward his car. “Do we float down the bayou in a rowboat while little critters sing ‘Kiss the Girl’?”
    “Don’t be a smartass.” Silas grins. Then he stops me before I reach the car, grabbing my hand and pulling me back. I look up at him in surprise. “Charlize,” he says, looking first at my lips, and then in my eyes. “If you give me half a chance I can make you fall in love with me.”
    I clear my throat and try not to look away even though I want to. “Well…you’re off to a good start. So there’s that.”
    He laughs. I feel so awkward, I don’t know what to do with myself, so I pretend to sneeze. He doesn’t even say  bless you.  He just smiles at me, like he knows it was a fake sneeze.
    “Stop it,” I say. “You’re staring at me.”
    “That’s the point, Charlie. Look into my eyes .”
    I burst into laughter. “You’ve got game, Silas Nash,” I say, walking toward my side of the car.
    When we’re both buckled in, Silas turns to me and says, “According to a letter you wrote, the first time we had sex was—”
    “No. I don’t want to go there. Where did you find that letter? I thought I hid it.”
    “Not well enough.” Silas grins.
    I think I like flirty Silas. Even if we forget everything again tomorrow, at least I’ll get one good day out of this. “Let’s go somewhere fun,” I say. “I can’t remember the last time I had fun.”
    We both start laughing at the same time. I like him. I really do. He’s so easy to be around. He laughs too much, maybe. Like, we’re totally screwed right now, and he’s still always smiling. Worry a little, dude. He makes me laugh when I should be worrying.
    “Okay,” he says, glancing at me. “I really would rather go to that place in the letter where I did that thing with my tongue, but…”
    It’s automatic—it must belong to Charlie—but as soon as the words are out of his mouth, my hand reaches across the space between us and I slap his arm. He grabs my hand before I can pull away and holds it to his chest. This too feels like something that’s been done before, something that belongs to them—Charlie and Silas, not me and this guy.
    It makes me feel tired to be held against him like this, even if it’s just my hand. I can’t afford to be tired, so I tug away from him and look out the window.
    “You’re really fighting this,” he says. “That kind of defies the point.”
    He’s right. I reach over and grab his hand. “This is me falling