One Chance (The Sullivan Family, #3)

by Lena Hendrix

There was something between Annette and me, whether she wanted to admit it or not. And I had six dates to prove it to her.

A life without Annie felt like a life without oxygen. I had taken my first breath after being trapped underwater, and now I couldn’t stand the thought of going under again.

“You’re damn right I’m jealous. I also don’t like the way he looks at you—like whatever’s going on between you is some kind of game. You’re not a game. You’re the fucking prize.” Annie breathed out. “I thought this was supposed to be fake.” I leaned down to whisper. “Nothing about the way I feel about you is fake. It never has been.”