Bones (Bones, #1)

by K.L. Speer

You’re a river. You don’t break, you bend. Well, if I was a roaring river, shifting and unpredictable, Trey was the very mountain beneath us, steady and constant.

“Bones,” Trey interrupted, his eyes never leaving mine, “let ’em in.”

“Darlin’,” he interrupted, his voice rough with emotion, “I’ll find you again in another lifetime. Maybe there we’ll have more time.” His voice cracked. “I love you.”