Look, Don't Touch (Pieces of Us #1)

by Meg Everly

“You cook?” “Every other night or so. I usually make enough to eat leftovers the next day or two, if it’s a busy week.” He shoves a healthy bite into his mouth, chews, and then swallows. I watch his throat work. “It’s soothing.” “It stresses me out.” I shrug. “Trying to get all the components ready at the same time. Not burning things.” “Burning things is part of the process. Try. Fail. Try again.” “Once again, you don’t strike me as the failing type.” “I fail daily, Siren. I just don’t let it stop me.”