Face Off (Seattle Serpents, #2)

by Teagan Hunter

“Don’t feel too flattered. That’s not exclusive to you. I love watching the world burn.”

“Did you say hi to our daughter?” Rory sighs heavily. “Once again, we’re not co-parents, Lawson.”

“For you, Rory, I’d gather every star in this sky and string them high somewhere only for you, just to see you smile like that again.” Her breath stutters. “Making you a key is the best I can do until then.”

She lets out the tiniest of gasps, and it’s official—we’re dancing, skirting right around all the things we want to do but can’t seem to find the courage to make happen.

You’re always so busy taking care of everyone else. Let me take care of you.”