Mr. Charming (The Nest, #4)

by Piper Rayne

God, she smelled good. I could’ve stayed there with her between the door and me forever. I didn’t even have to touch her, I just wanted to be near her again.

I hate that my heart still hurts when she hurts.

He’d cradled that seed of doubt in his palms and starved it little by little with reassurances.