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394 pages, ebook
First published April 26, 2016


“The baby crawls into my lap, and I hook my arm around her and hug her closer, vowing to do my best to take care of her. Her chubby little cheek drops to my shoulder, and it’s all I can do to keep from breaking down.”










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“At night, she and I bump around each other in our own private little hell, like two stars that orbit a black hole, both afraid to move in the wrong direction.”
“She holds up a spoon of homemade stuffing. “Wanna bite, baby?”
“Uh, yeaaah.” Is it weird that she just called me baby? It doesn’t stop me from charging toward the food. Kat gives me a deadpan look.
“I meant the actual baby.””
“Being held down by his muscular body heats me in a way I’ve never experienced before. Because I’m at his mercy. And I like it. His hold on my wrists is tight, like I’m his little plaything. His possession. All I can do is moan against his mouth and hope he doesn’t stop.”
“I can’t dance this close to the fire and not get burned. And he’s all flame, a raging inferno that makes my skin heat and heart race.”
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“My heart is pounding in my chest. Fuck, I want this girl. ”
“The moment our mouths crash into each other, the only thing I can think is, Thank fucking God.”
“I’m a pale canvas next to his tattoos. Something about our juxtaposition makes me feel bland. Like I’m whatever nameless piece of art that’s mounted next to the Mona Lisa. I’m a little girl from Texas, and he’s this beautiful tattoo artist from Boston. He’s edgy and biting and brisk, and I’m all Southern hospitality and polite welcomes. Except nothing about my legs dangling open on either side of his face is polite.”
“This kiss , though, this kiss blooms the seed in my chest, the one that I’ve been trying to stamp out— the seed of hope. Of hope for more than just one night. For more than a sexy fling. For more than something casual and meaningless. Even though that’s what I promised him.Kat’s the light at the end of this dark tunnel, one I’ve been traveling since before my brother died. I hadn’t realized it, but I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t complete. In fact, at the time I couldn’t even tell you what I was missing.”




