The Ornithologist's Field Guide to Love (Love's Academic #1)

by India Holton

Pretty was nice; naughty was ever so much better.

“I thought you were a nice girl,” he said. She looked him in the eye steadily. “That doesn’t mean I’m weak.”

He wanted to undress her brain, stroke her perspective, make her gasp out the most fascinating theory she hid from all other men. (He also wanted to kiss the hell out of her, but that went without saying.)

“I will always come for you, Beth. You are my sunlight.” She would have swooned, were it not for the present circumstances. Leaning into the warmth and comfort of his hand, she smiled at him in return. “You are my wild wind.”