On the Island (On the Island, #1)

by Tracey Garvis Graves

What I didn’t admit, though, was that she could have brought me to my knees with one touch of her hand, if she put it in the right place.

“I’ve been in love with you for months. I’m telling you now because I think you love me, too, Anna. You just don’t think you’re supposed to. You’ll tell me when you’re ready. I can wait.” I pulled

“You were right. I did need to be on my own. But some of the things you wanted me to experience already passed me by, and I can’t go back. I know what I want and it’s you, Anna. I love you, and I miss you. So much.”