It doesn’t come as much of a surprise to Alex Ryan when she finds herself falling head over heels for Connie O’Reilly. How could she not? There isn’t a person alive who wouldn’t be drawn to the irresistibly beautiful and charming Connie. It seems impossible she could reciprocate -- not when Alex is so awkward, so timid, so very much a girl -- until what starts as a sweet friendship blossoms into something so much more than Alex could have dreamed of. Alex knows what they have is a momentary thing, not enough to be called forever. Connie’s the most popular girl in the school, wealthy and admired. She’s going to go to Trinity, maybe marry a lawyer. She’s going to have everything Alex could never give her. She isn’t stupid, after all. Status and reputation might mean nothing to Alex, but to Connie they are everything. The only out-lesbian they know is ridiculed by everyone she meets, and it’ll be a cold day in hell before Connie lets that be her. But when rumours spark and new faces enter the picture, they’re both set to discover that, while it may be easy to walk away, it’s a lot harder to move on.

The Night Belongs to Us

Once upon a time, before there was Alex and Connie, before there was even Alex, Connie knew what she wanted. She wanted security. She wanted stability. She wanted to live in the bubble her father molded for her for the rest of her days, content in the knowledge that nothing would harm her. And she thought, always thought, that she knew what that meant. It meant graduating from Trinity and a strong husband, all semblances of emotion buried beneath the folds of a wedding dress. For so long she’s convinced herself the vision of her future, the one someone else painted for her, was the one she ought to chase.


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