Forced Proximity (Bluebell House Duet, #1)

by Jaymin Eve

For a second our gazes locked and he ground to an immediate halt. Color drained from his golden skin like he’d just seen a ghost, and then he shook it off, a smile breaking through whatever had shocked him as he approached and took the vacant seat on my other side.

“Breathe with me, sweetheart,” he whispered, his husky voice close to my ear. “In and out, regulate your breathing. No one will hurt you. I promise. I will destroy anyone who tries.”

Storms are my new favorite weather event. I hope it storms every night forever.” Every night. Forever.