The Path to Loving Him (Almond Bay, #3)

by Meghan Quinn

“For someone who has licked your pussy, I would say nothing is too personal at this point.”

Because, as Taylor Swift would say, I’m the problem . . . it’s me.

“You might not want to be shielded, but you sure as hell will be shielded by me. Don’t fight me on it.”

“The answer is no. I don’t want to leave you alone. I want to be there for you. I want to hold your hand. I want to capture the moment of you watching your brother play his first big league game so he can watch it over and over and see how much pride you have for him. I want to make the day special for you because you deserve it. But I also want you to be comfortable, so if that means I step aside, I act as the driver, and that’s it, then I’ll do that too. I just want you to be happy, taken care of . . . protected.”

“But I fucking can’t. Every time I look into your eyes, a combination of the dark and light parts of the ocean, I get lost. I feel overcome by something more powerful than I ever thought possible, and all I want to do is be near you, hold you, and cherish you. I’ve attempted to stay away, but it’s not working. So if you’ll have me, if you’ll forgive me for being selfish, for putting myself first, I ask if you’d give me a chance? If you’ll be my girl?”

Is this what it feels like to start the path to . . . to loving someone?