Monica

25%
Flag icon
He’d mastered it, though. So, in the same rhythm she’d been counting, he focused on the lights while they swam. One, two, three, four, five. All the way down his neck. Then again, to the peak of his shoulder. More down his bicep. Then he made the lights turn and go back up the same way.
Song of the Abyss (Deep Waters, #2)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview