Don't Forget Me Tomorrow (Time River, #2)

by A.L. Jackson

“You enjoying yourself, Cookie?” I canted a glance up at her. The last of the light caught her in its hazy rays. Brown hair and mesmerizing eyes. So goddamn pretty my stomach clutched. Raking her teeth over her bottom lip, she tried to contain her laughter. “Guess I like you on your knees for me.” A snort left my nose. I’d been for years, and she didn’t have a clue.

The man was lit in a backdrop of vibrant pinks and purples and blues. He was midnight in the middle of it.

“Perfect, Dakota. Just like I knew you would be.”

“I’ve always been here, Ryder. On my knees for you.” “No, Cookie. It’s always been me. A beggar at your feet.”

“Love is on the house.”

“You’re looking at me like you want me to wreck you, too.” “You wrecked me a long time ago.”

“Well listen now and don’t ever forget it. You are everything. Inside and out.”

“You saved me, Dakota. Saved me when I was lost. When I’d given up. And I keep trying to push you away because I know I don’t deserve you. But I can’t do that any longer. I can’t fucking deny that you are the one thing in this life that I’ve been living for. You are the light breaking the darkness inside me. And I’m begging you, please don’t walk away.”

There she was. Sweet with all that sass. I stalked her way, real slow. Swore that the air actually trembled around us.