One Chance (The Sullivan Family, #3)

by Lena Hendrix

“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.”

“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.”

She was a balm for my tattered soul.

“So it’s you and me, huh?” His lips pressed into my hair. “Glad you’re finally catching up.” I tilted my head to grin at him. My stomach swooped at the soft way Lee looked at me. He dropped a kiss on my forehead. “It’s always been you, baby.”

“I feel you before you even step into a room. I know your perfume from two klicks away. You’re the voice in my head when I’m not sure what to do.”

I missed her. Not only my quirky best friend who was a constant oversharer but the woman my soul craved. How had I not seen it?

I don’t know how to love small. Not when it comes to you.”