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“If they don’t all get the matching pajamas,” Nate muttered quietly as he appeared beside me with a fresh coffee in hand, “I’ll start a riot.”
So…I figured I’d take the mature, adult approach to the whole thing.” She snorted a laugh. “Avoid it until it becomes a thing?” “Yup.” I nodded. “Exactly.”
Kissing Carter was pure torture, but the kind I kept willingly entering into because it felt so fucking good even when it hurt.
Carter, and every time I let you get close, it feels like I lose a piece of myself to you.” Sadness tainted his expression and he wet his lips. “Is that such a bad thing, Spark? I’d keep those pieces safe.”
This isn’t new, Nate, and I can’t just pretend I’m not already falling for Ashes just because it makes you uncomfortable.”
Heath, on the other hand, looked at me like I was a goddamn queen. Pure adoration that was impossible to ignore. “Why not? She seems pretty perfect to me.”
Heath laughed, and it was seriously becoming one of my favorite sounds.
The girl is going to put me in an early grave. N. Essex, January 8
I don’t hate it, either. I finally feel…alive. H. Briggs, January 10
I’ll do just about anything to keep Spark safe, even if it breaks my own heart.
“Carter Bassington Junior, if you call me Ashley one more time instead of Spark, I will use Royce’s little knife to cut the name into your arm so you never forget it. Am I clear?”
Ash is my end game. I feel it in my bones. I just need her to see it too.
Spark. He’d cut my nickname into his arm just as I’d threatened to do if he didn’t stop calling me Ashley.
“You’re insane,” I whispered, bringing my gaze back to his. He shook his head slightly, his lips curling at the corners. “I’m in love.” My brows shot up so hard, I worried I’d lost them. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Spark,” he murmured, totally ignoring his own injuries as he cupped my face in his hand. “I’m yours now. It’s permanent.”
She’s mine now, and I’m never letting her go.
“Can I take the long way home?” I asked, trying not to sound as gleeful as I was feeling behind the steering wheel of a supercar. “Squirrel, you can drive us to Mexico if you want,” he replied with a lopsided smile.
“You look good driving my car. I could get used to being a passenger princess.” I smiled, glancing at how relaxed he seemed. “I’ll order you a crown online.”
“What if I told you I was the one destroying the pillow wall every night?” He dipped his head but glanced at me through his long lashes. “Because every time I did, you would snuggle into me almost immediately, and I liked to pretend for a couple of hours that you were mine.”
“I’m scared,” he confessed in a whisper, “that I won’t be able to go back to being friends after I kiss you.” “Good,” I replied, bringing my hands up to cup his face. “I don’t wanna be your friend anymore, either.” Then I closed the gap between us, our lips brushing in the softest caress imaginable.
“But you’re mine now, and I’m only just getting started.” Holy possessive crap. This was a side of Royce I was unprepared for, and a panicked voice in my head started screaming that maybe…maybe…I already loved him too.
you’re so completely obsessed with me that you can’t bear to be apart for even a minute?”
“I’m sure I meant to say, I rigged us to be on the same team because I’m completely in love with you.”
“I missed you today, Squirrel.” I laughed softly. “You say that every time you haven’t seen me in a few hours. It can’t possibly be true every time.” His teasing expression sobered as he studied my gaze. “Can’t it? You’re my obsession, Ashley. Every minute you’re not touching me, my heart aches. I love you so much, it literally hurts sometimes.
But the only other explanation is that he’s developed a massive crush on my girl, and that’s too insane to be true.
Like my dumb-ass lizard brain thought he was going to kiss me.
he kissed me like he wanted to climb right inside my heart and never leave.
But I don’t want her to move out. I don’t want to keep fighting with her,
Melting my ice and softening my brittle edges, while lighting up every goddamn room she enters. Everything good in my life right now is because of her. My Spark.
I don’t think I’d survive losing her.
Denial was also not just a river in Egypt.
“Always,” Carter drawled. “We can’t stop talking about you, Roycey baby. You’re just so darn interesting.” Royce shrugged. “Seems legit. I’d believe it.”
Something’s about to break, and I’m starting to think her heart is the safest option. At least that could be repaired…one day. By someone more deserving than us.
It was like we were made for each other, our mouths moving in perfect synchronicity
“No one is pretending here, Ash!” he barked. “I feel it. Trust me, I fucking feel it so damn hard, it hurts, but that’s the problem. What I feel is too much, it’s too big, and I’m scared…” He trailed off but didn’t break eye contact with me to hide his emotions. “I’m terrified that I don’t have the capacity or the emotional depth to give you what you need. I can’t fucking share you, Ashley. Don’t you get it? If you were mine…you’d be mine. And I know you’d never be able to give me that because you’re already in love with the three best guys I know.”
“Ashley…things have changed so much since we first met, but I can safely say right now, with my whole heart, I never wanted to make you cry. I have tried to walk away a hundred times. I’ve tried…but it was always pointless. I needed you to know.”












































