Easton (The Swift Brothers #2)

by Riley Hart

She and I have both been through a lot, but she knows how to be thankful she’s still around, and I haven’t mastered that yet.

All I know is Pretty Girl is a party of one when it comes to people who are always happy to see me, who love me unconditionally and don’t look at me like I’m broken.

My brain shuts off, all good sense, if I ever had any, scattering to the wind.

I shrug because truth doesn’t have much to do with fault. A lot of fault is really in how someone feels.

“You’re good to her,”

“I love her. I’m supposed to be good to her.

It’s temporary. I get that. Archer can’t fix me, but for the first time in my life, I’m wondering if I can fix myself, want to find a way to do it.