Wickedly Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #2)

by Jennifer Chipman

her eyes had sparkled with determination. It had filled me with hope.

For our future, I’d tear down the world and rebuild it, even if it just meant one more day with you.

I knew what love was. I saw it every time Luna spoke with her sister. How she treated everyone with kindness and compassion. It was the way she looked when she sat on that chaise lounge in the library, curled up under a blanket with a book in her hands, lost for hours. The way she smiled when she bit into a fresh cookie. The way she cared for me and my feelings. How angry she’d been when I’d shared my past with her.

I hoped I never had to see a day without her, but I knew that even forever wouldn’t be long enough to be with her. To love her. To love the lives we were creating together.

Our future was as vast as the night sky, unfurling in front of us. All we had to do was reach out and take it.