Pucking Ever After(Jacksonville Rays, #2.5)

by Emily Rath

“He’sh here,” he cries, his words muffled and slurred by the gauze. “Tiffany, look. Isn’t he shooo beau’iful?” He reaches out a hand for me, opening and closing his fist like Tuomas when he wants to be picked up. I bite back a smile as I take in the glazed look in his eyes. Fuck, he’s toast.

“Are you in love with me, Mars?” He closes his eyes and lets out a breath. “So much it hurts.”