Go Luck Yourself (Royals and Romance, #2)

by Sara Raasch

“You’re all I’ve been able to think about for weeks. The only thought in my head is what your face will look like when I take you apart—like this, like this right now, you’re perfect.”

But I’m terrified of you. I’m terrified that you see the same broken shit in me that’s made other people leave because I’m a fucked-up mess and what do I have to offer you?

“You aren’t an awakening,” I whisper. “You’re the whole dawn. And I can’t believe I ever thought I’d seen the sun before you.”

the unarguable force of his storm is buffeting me like smacking hurricane waves and I am so eager to get sucked away by that chaos.

“Mo chroí, mo chuisle, mo mhuirnín,”

I want to be able to track the differences like constellations. I want to know what it’s like to kiss this man at every stage of his life.

I’m someone who hurt you and I’m despairingly in love with you and I canna bear to be both those things at once.”

I’m in love with Loch. And I can’t believe I thought loving him would be enough.