The Best Kind of Forever (Riverside Reapers #1)

by Celeste Briars

“My mother used to make me chocolate chip pancakes all the time. There was a phase when they were the only breakfast food I’d eat when I was little.” Oh, great. I’m eating Dead Mom Pancakes. I’m the most ungrateful bitch alive.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Cadieux?”

OH SHIT

“You don’t think anyone’s going to get hurt this game, do you?” “God, I hope so,”

ME fr

How am I supposed to keep my world intact when it’s already crumbling through my fingers?

“Oh, and if a woman named Crystal Methanie comes by the house, this is definitely not the correct address.”

It’s like I’ve been following a broken compass this whole time, pointing me east, west, and south, but never north. Never true north. Never home. Aeris is home.

He gets on his knees. His knees. “These flowers don’t even begin to scratch the surface to show how sorry I am. I want to earn your trust back if you’ll let me. If you want me to leave you alone, I’ll leave you alone. If you want me to prove my love for you, I’ll prove my love for you. I already bought you a nectarine orchard in South Africa, but I’ll buy you a vacation home out there, too. I’ll build you your own personal library, so you never run out of books. I’ll⁠—”