So Wrong (Boys of South Chapel, #1)

by Abby Millsaps

Life isn’t fair. No one is guaranteed a happily ever after. But there’s solace in knowing that there’s a person in this world who sees me and knows me.

“We’re going to be so much more than friends.”

There are a million reasons to stay away. The biggest is because, with each moment we share space, I’m hurting him more.

He’s a part of me. He’s the best of me.

“It was only ever her,

“Says me,” he whispers.

“And based on how fast your pulse is thrumming right now.” He guides his other hand down my neck until two fingers rest on the pulse point of my throat. “Says you, too.”

“I’d hold on tight and keep you forever.”

I barely get the word out before our lips meet, our bodies press together, and my world tilts on its axis.

“Be my girl,”

“Good girl. Just like that,” he encourages. “Good fucking girl.”

“Imagine that’s my cock inside you,” he growls in my ear.

“You’re going to moan just like that tonight,” he promises. “But next time, my cock will be inside you.”

Greedy looks at me like I’m worth being cherished. Like I’m a prize he can’t believe he’s won. His

You’re my first and my last. I never knew what I was waiting for, but now I know it was you.”

I’m nodding. Panting. Shoving him down between my thighs without restraint. I want him. I need him. He’s struck a chord deep in my soul. He’s ignited a spark so visceral and heady I’m not sure I’ll ever get my fill.

Finding a rhythm and founding a love that I know, in my heart of hearts, will last a lifetime.

My heart lurches at the command. Talk about a gentleman in the streets and a freak in the sheets.

He’s become my anchor, a safe harbor against the tempest that is my crumbling relationship with my mom.

Had been, but nothing good ever stays. At least not for me.