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347 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 11, 2022
❛ I love how you take care of everyone around you. I love to watch you with Sutton. I love how you handle a helicopter. I love how you force me to the edge of my comfort zone. I love that you like everything in its place, and I love that you make exceptions for me, for us.
I love how you worry about your friends. I love that you can’t keep your hands off me. I love how you touch me, how you make me feel Like there’s nowhere safer to be than in your arms. ❜
"Dreams change when you have kids.”
"Their dreams are what become important to you."
"Like I’ll die from needing you. You’re a fucking obsession, Calliope. I think about you when I’m flying, when I’m guiding, when I’m lying here in this bed and you’re just a wall away. I never stop thinking about you."
" Sometimes I think we spend our adulthoods trying to heal whatever cut us as kids."
*I received an early copy. This does not affect the content of my review.*
Staring at my roommate’s mouth was the worst idea in the fucking world.
Nope. Kissing her would be the worst. Staring is just…bad.
Weston smiled. He really, actually smiled, and I almost lost my balance. He was gorgeous while broody and serious, but smiling? He was beautiful.
A second later, he ripped his head back. “This is a really bad idea.” But his grip tightened on my hips.
“The worst,” I agreed, my hands sliding to his neck and behind, up into his hair.
“Fuck it.” He slanted his mouth over mine and kissed me, his tongue parting my lips and sliding into my mouth like he owned it.
I was a compass, and she was north. I was powerless to fight whatever this was between us.