Dangerous Little Secrets (Saint View High, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

Because your uncle isn’t who you think he is. Because you’re not. Because I’m not. Because everything you think you know is a lie.

His kisses were everything. The sun and the moon and the stars, all rolled into one fiery ball of heaven. Or maybe of hell. I had no idea. But it felt wicked. Kissing him in this way would send me straight to the Devil’s court.

That was always the way with the two of us. I gave her shit. She gave me hell.

But then Colt’s lips were brushing the shell of my ear. “Dance with me, Lacey. I want to show every person in this room you’re mine. You get that?”

It was as if the rest of the world disappeared, and it was just me and him, soaking each other in, holding tight, needing each other to breathe.