The Worst Kind of Promise (Riverside Reapers #2)

by Celeste Briars

The guy I’m secretly in love with—the guy who looks at me like I’m his kid sister.

Kit races over to me and yanks me up by the arms, pulling me into his large chest. His grip suffocates me, but I don’t try to pull away. He’s mumbling something into my hair, his hand cradling the back of my head, the rapid thundering of his heart a steady medium in my ears.

“Look, Faye, when you called me…I’ve never been so afraid in my entire life. I was worried something bad had happened to you, and I was right. I need to know I’m keeping you safe, otherwise I’m going to lose my mind.”

Friends. Did I seriously just say that? Why did I say that? Why couldn’t I just tell her the truth? I want to be so much more than just friends.

Faye’s the embodiment of everything pure in this world, like the furry, white heads of blooming dandelions swirling away in a summer breeze, or the way seafoam laps between your toes before dissolving into damp granules of sand.

Jesus. I want to hug her, touch her. I want to hold her in my arms and never let go.

He’s like catnip, and I desperately want to rub myself all over him.

“You’re so content with carrying all this weight on your shoulders. Now let me carry some of it for you.”

“When it’s fun sized and dangerously addictive like you, I am very afraid.”

I want to mean something to someone.” Faye means more to me than she’ll ever know.

“I can’t! I’m so fucking hard right now that I can’t think straight. You do this to me. No other girl does, okay? All of the girls I’ve been with haven’t held a candle to you. You’re all I ever think about, and it kills me that I can’t have you.”

Faye’s eyes round in realization. “I cock-blocked your breakfast, didn’t I?” “Maybe a little, but it’s perfect. I want to take you to breakfast. At a real dining establishment that sells full-sized sausages instead of mini wieners.”

the squelch of my arousal

Icky!! :(

His thumb circles my drenched flaps,

Even ickier!!!

“There she is. There’s my girl.”

accompanied by two large, dangling balls smattered with wiry hair.

Uuuhhhhmmmmm noooo

Hey, dick. It’s me, Kit.