Only in Your Dreams (Oakwood Bay, #1)

by Ellie K. Wilde

And that’s how I find myself crawling around on hands and knees at Melody Woods’s feet. Sounds about right.

“I didn’t think you’d mind if she came,” Summer says, scanning me. “You’re always asking for news about her.” She’s exaggerating. I only ask once in a while. Every couple days, when not knowing how she’s doing starts to feel unbearable.

“You—” I struggle for the right words. “You’re hitting on me. You realize that, right?” “I’ve been hitting on you all weekend. Thanks for finally noticing.”

“Zac!” My heart. My heart, my lungs, my entire fucking body melts at the sound of those three letters put together,

“And you still want to be with me?” “Need, Clover. I’m so past want it’s unhealthy.”