Heathen & Honeysuckle (Pacific Shores, #1)

by Sarah A. Bailey

“I want to bring you with me because you scare my ghosts away, Darby.”

“Stop looking at me like that, Honeysuckle.” His voice is rough. “Like what?” I ask, suddenly breathless. His full lips part on an inhale as his tongue snakes out to rake across them. Maybe it’s whatever I’ve been drinking, but I realize I very much want to know what that lip feels like between my teeth. “Like you’re wondering what a piece of my soul feels like.”

“I don’t want to be destroyed tonight, Darby,” I whisper against her sweet skin. “Damn the past. I just want to be put back together.”