Wild Side (Rose Hill, #3)

by Elsie Silver

Ted Lasso left me in a slump,

realllll

It’s not demure or shy. It’s a weapon, and she knows exactly what she’s doing by pulling it out on me.

I run the pads of my fingers over the indent there, reveling in the connection. Knowing she touched where I’m touching now.

I don’t want him to be this attuned to me.

My hand. Her knee. Without even thinking it through, I’d reached for her.

I can’t get the woman out of my head. Haven’t been able to for the past two years.

Truth be told, I hang on every word out of Tabitha Garrison’s mouth.

I find it hard to breathe when Rhys looks at me too closely.

A pang of longing for something I never knew I wanted.

complicated and inevitable all at once.

kissing him to make myself feel better when he’s looking at me like I hung the moon feels dangerous.