Boarded Hearts (Seattle Scorpions, #1)

by Ruth Stilling

“Just admiring your sweatpants,” I reply with a surprisingly steady tone. Wait, admiring his sweatpants? Just tell him you were staring at his crotch next time.

“You’re it for me, Angel. Beyond you, there’s nothing else.” “Even if I can’t give you children? I mean, technically I could, but at thirty-nine, I’m not sure I could do it again.” Tucking away a lock of hair from her messy bun, I lean closer until my lips brush her ear and I smile as I watch her skin react to the caress of my breath. “Just in case you didn’t hear me the first time, I’ll say it again. You’re it for me, Angel. Beyond you, there’s nothing else.”