Seal My Fate (The Oxford Legacy, #3)

by Roxy Sloane

“Says the man who keeps a Taylor Swift record hidden in the back of the case. Yes, I found it,” I add, smirking. “You’re going to have to work harder to hide your guilty pleasures, now I’m living under the same roof.” “Who’s guilty?” Saint retorts, his dark eyes sparkling with mirth. “You know me, darling. I embrace all my pleasures wholeheartedly. And for the record, folklore is an underrated classic.”

“The bird is for Wren,” he says softly. “So you can carry her with you, always.”

‘The only thing that matters in the world is when you’re faced with a choice: Do you do what’s easy, or what’s right?’”

“Tessa, it’s you,” Saint says softly, his blue eyes fixed on mine. “You’re the one I want to spend my life with. Nothing else could ever compare.”