Stealing Sunshine (Cherry Peak, #4)

by Hannah Cowan

“Don’t be offended. Look at you, Bryce. You could eat men for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Late-night snack too,” she teases. “I prefer fruit to vegetables.” “Oh yeah? Do you have a favourite fruit?” she asks. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she’s baiting me. “Peaches.”

“It’s not just you, Daisy. It’s only you. I’ve never brought anyone else here, and I don’t want to. I like it like this. With only us.” I do too.