Bittersweet Melody (The Bittersweet Symphony Duet, #2.5)

by Kate Stewart

“What is it about Mexico?” Reid asks, shaking his head, looking over to my dad as I shoulder my beach bag. “Don’t blame the place. Blame the tequila,” Dad mutters in reply.

“Jesus, there’s not a woman alive that will ever compare to you. Not ever.”

when you think you’ve pushed me too far, or this space threatens to get in our way again, is ‘when will I walk away?’ The answer is always going to be the same…never.”

“How do you do that?” “Simple, you’re my favorite book to read, Beauty.”