Tempt Our Fate (Sutten Mountain, #2)

by Kat Singleton

“Tell me about her.” I stare at him for a moment, wondering if although he doesn’t show it, he feels sorry for me. That could be the only explanation for why he’s asking about my mom. It’d make sense why he’s acting like he actually gives a damn about me. “You really want to know?” I shift on the quilt, my knee bumping against his. He doesn’t move at all, even though with my new position, our knees barely touch. “Yeah.” He sounds confident but maybe even a little sad. Taking a deep breath, he looks up from his lap, and I find vulnerability in his icy-blue eyes. “I want to know more about her.” “Okay…” I begin, hesitant to tell him much about me. I feel like stuff between us should stay surface level. But I like that he knows nothing about her. I like that I can be the one to tell him how amazing my mother was. Everyone in the town knew her and loved her. I’m excited to be able to talk about my mom and the mark she left on my life without having someone look back at me that pitied me or felt like they lost her, too. “It’s cliché, and I know every kid says this about their mom, but she truly was the best mom ever. She was born to be a mom.” “I wouldn’t.” The words are said under his breath. Once his eyes go wide, I wonder if he meant to say that out loud at all. “You wouldn’t what?” He runs a finger along my mother’s stitching on the quilt. I’m wondering if it’s something he does when he’s nervous. I’ve noticed he’s also always stuffing his hands in his pockets once his hand...