Don't Want You Like a Best Friend (Mischief & Matchmaking, #1)

by Emma R. Alban

She clutches at Beth’s waist, drinking from her lips, their breath in hot pulses between them as they kiss. Heady and illicit and forever forever forever.

At least she had one brief moment of love and joy and affection before a life without.

Beth watches as Gwen leans against the windowsill. She looks beautiful in the sunlight that angles through the window, whisps of her blond hair surrounding her like a halo.

“I love you,” Beth whispers, stroking at her cheek. Gwen rests her forehead against Beth’s, heaving in air as she comes down. “I love you too,” Gwen murmurs, angling her head to sip a kiss from her lips.

Hers. Hers. Hers. Forever.

“I love you,” Beth whispers against her mouth. Gwen clutches at Beth’s waist and pulls back so she can meet her eyes. “I love you too.”