The Piece That Breaks (Offstage, #2)

by N.J. Gray

A smile stretched across her face again before something back inside the house pulled her attention away from me, and it was like a spark lit up in my chest because I knew in that brief moment that smile belonged to me.

“I want to know your favorite color and the way you take your coffee. I want to know what your laugh sounds like when you think something is really funny. I want to know what kind of music makes you want to dance and the kind of dessert you save room for at a restaurant.”