Unloved (The Undone, #2)

by Peyton Corinne

“But just know—the second you ask me to kiss you again, I’m not holding back.”

Her fingers tangle in the chain on my neck, pulling a little sharply. She could pull me around with it and I’d follow like a damn puppy.

Signed Matty—not Freddy. He’s mine, in that way. To everyone else he might be Freddy, smiling and joking at his own expense. To me, he is Matty, or Matt—walls down, the real him.

Being with him is easy. Loving him is even easier.