Hidden Roots (Citrus Cove, #3)

by Clio Evans

Everyone was under the impression that I hated her. Even Emma believed it. But I didn’t hate her. I was fucking obsessed with her.

We’d said I love you. And she’d pegged me. She’d rearranged my guts and my heart.

“Careful, sparks. It almost sounds like you like me.” A soft laugh left her. “I love you.”