Lights Out (Into Darkness, #1)

by Navessa Allen

I grinned. Aly was just as snarky as her thirsty comments made her out to be, and I was here for it.

I brushed her hair over her shoulder and stroked my hand up and down her back. “You shouldn’t. Retraumatizing yourself isn’t the answer.” “It’s been almost ten years. I shouldn’t still be traumatized.” I pressed my fabric-covered lips to her temple. “There isn’t a time limit on grief or trauma.”

“Either way, get in. It’s cold as a nun’s twat out here.”