Under an Endless Moon (Moonlit Ridge, #2)

by A.L. Jackson

Needed to see your face because you’re the only thing in this world that keeps me sane. Only thing that grounds me to reality when I feel it slipping.

“You think these arms weren’t made to hold you? You think I’m not made to carry every-fucking-thing that you are?”

“I love you so much, and I have my entire life. And it’s not infatuation or hero worship or bred of this trauma. It is what my heart knows. It’s my truth. And if it’s not yours, then I’ll accept it. I’ll walk away and I’ll never look back. But the one thing I’m asking right now is for you not to lie to me. Don’t be a coward and give me some camouflaged truth. Tell me what you feel when you look at me.”

“What I feel for you is endless, Raven Tayte.

My smile went gentle, and I brushed back a lock of her hair as I gazed down at her. “Endless.” Her gaze softened and she whispered, “Yeah, Otto. Endless.”

“You are the light inside of me, Raven. Only thing that could ever lead me out of the dark. Gonna love you through it all. Under every endless moon. And when dawn finally breaks, I will watch you rise.”