Unloved (The Undone, #2)

by Peyton Corinne

“I think you’d be really easy to love,” she says. It’s a lax, whispered compliment, one she doesn’t know sounds like a gunshot in my head, hitting me straight in the chest.

“You told me your boyfriend sucks and then tilted my entire world by saying that it would be easy to love me? When it’s a fucking hardship for everyone else”?

“If you were my girlfriend, Rosalie,” he says, his voice deep and rough. My full name is like warm honey dripping from his lips. “You wouldn’t have to do anything to convince me. Just a fucking smile and I’d be a goner, okay?”

I make a vow then to protect her, the pretty girl with butterflies in her messy curls, even if she’ll never really be mine.

“To be loved is to be seen—and she’s the first person to really see him. That’s why they fall in love.”

“I made you a coffee—I think I got your order right.” I think I’d drink rotten milk if she made it for me.

“If you wanna kiss someone, I’m right here.”

He smells like whiskey and body paint, and he feels dangerously like mine.

I think loving you would be the greatest thing in my life.

“I think falling in love with you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”