Fault Line (Coastal University #2)

by Ki Stephens

I’m running on approximately two hours and fifteen minutes of sleep today.

Me too babes, me too

“Aw, it’s sweet you think I’d care about his personality.”

Lizzie supremacy

If I really wanted to torture myself, I might admit that my description sounds a hell of a lot like a girl I already know . . . one who won’t even bother to look at me right now.

Academic rivals to lovers IS the superior trope

“Look, if you’re pissed at me, then just tell me. Fight with me. Yell at me.

“Just come home”

I don’t like you in spite of who you are. I like every little piece that makes you whole.

I am unwell

I press a kiss to her crown, hold her against me, and make a silent promise here and now: I’ll do everything in my power not to screw this up.

STOP

you need a distraction?? Kaia I just need you