Her Grumpy Neighbor Until Halloween (Secrets of Wildbrook, #2)

by Eve Pendle

He wanted her so much, beyond reason. It wasn’t just her smart mouth or the chemistry that crackled between them, or even how gorgeous she was. It was a feeling of rightness, that all her splintered, sharp edges fit his. Like a badly broken bone, if they could line up perfectly they’d stop grating and mesh together.

Because I think I love you. Because I think you stole my heart that first day and broke it like an egg, scrambling it until every protein strand was tangled and the reaction irreversible.