Rule Breakers Fall Hardest (The Boys, #6)

by Micalea Smeltzer

Twelve-year-old me is screaming with glee because I’m kissing Daire Hendricks. Twenty-one-year-old-me hates that I like it.

There’s nothing wrong with good ole butter popcorn, but I go feral for kettle corn.

Rage courses through me, heating my blood, as I stride closer. “Hands off my wife, Cash.”

“I’m not going to ask you again,” I bite out through clenched teeth. “Take. Your. Hands. Off. My. Wife.”

“Because I was in love with you!” Rosie screams, throwing her arms out. Her knuckles hit the window, and she winces, then cradles her right hand in her left. “Everyone knew.” Her voice is softer, her arms wrapping protectively around her body again. “Everyone but you.”

“There’s nothing stupid about your feelings, and I’m sorry I hurt you too.”

“Can you blame me for not wanting your bare ass on the new couch?”

He’s my best friend again, the person I’m most excited to see, the person I want to spill my secrets to. He’s the love of my life.