The Brightest Light of Sunshine (The Brightest Light, #1)

by Lisina Coney

“Hey, sunshine.”

‘Wherever life plants you, bloom with grace.’” I give him a sad, pathetic smile. “Get it? Because I’m Grace.”

“All beautiful things in life need the sun to bloom and thrive. We might not know each other very well yet, but I have no doubt you’re the brightest light of sunshine, Grace.”

I’ve never taken a knife to the gut, but I suppose it feels a lot like seeing Grace cry.

I’m a patient man, though. And I have the feeling that everything related to Grace Allen will be worth the wait.

The last thing I feel before my eyes close are his lips grazing the top of my head.

“There you go. There’s my Gracie.” Her smile only widens, and I can’t help but mimic it. “And there’s my Sammy,” she whispers. That’s right. Forever and always, whatever life throws at us, we are here. Together.

“Because I love how your eyes fill with light when you read your sneaky smutty books,” I reply honestly before I can stop myself. “And when you’re happy, I’m happy.”

“That’s it. This is where you belong. Here with me,” he growls. The praise and possessiveness in his tone make my head all dizzy.

“My sunshine.” He gives me a butterfly kiss I’m afraid I’ll never recover from.

Fuck me if I don’t know now. Fuck me if I don’t know, without a single shade of a doubt, that Grace is so much more than the love of my damn life. She’s my fucking soulmate.