Playing Dirty (Leighton U, #4)

by C.E. Ricci

“I can’t promise you fair sky above. Can’t promise you kind road below. But I’ll walk beside you, love. Any way the wind blows.” — Hadestown

“Play with fire, and you’re gonna get burned, Teddy Bear,” I utter, the warning coming out barely more than a gruff whisper. “Especially if you keep looking at me like that.”

“I hate that I want you,” I whisper, the words coming out in a snarl. His dark chuckle floats over my skin like satin. “About time we agreed on something.”

“When it’s your forever on the line, all the codes and rules go right out the damn window.”

all the amazing pieces of who he is, but also the countless things he’s shown me about myself.