A Love Most Fatal (Morelli Family, #1)

by Kath Richards

I can handle any number of things on my own, but I didn’t realize how nice it is, sometimes, to have someone whose job is to handle things with you.

don’t know how to tell her she’s the most beautiful woman, monster or not, that I’ve ever seen, and with every day that passes in her presence, I’m increasingly certain that there’s hardly a bad or cruel or monstrous thing about her.

“Vanessa—” It’s on my tongue to tell her all that I’ve been thinking, the monologue I planned, but when I start to speak, what comes out of my mouth is: “I don’t want you to marry that guy.”

“You know what I am,” Vanessa says. “I do. I think you’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Maxim is a better choice. He’s perfect for you,” I start. “But I want you to choose me instead.”

What about when I come home with blood on my hands?” I swallow down the dry lump in my throat, really wishing I’d thought to bring a water bottle. “I’ll help you clean them,” I

“I love you,” he says, pauses, then rushes on, “I am criminally, fatally in love with you, and you can try to marry someone else, but I’m not going to leave. I like your house too much and I like you too much to ever be away from you.”