End It All (Vitale Brothers, #5)

by Brea Alepoú

"Hey, baby girl,” I said softly. Harlow lifted a single brow in question at me. "Look,” I rushed on. “I know I said some fucked up shit—" I shook my head. "When I get done, I need to talk to you. Shit, I need to grovel."

AHHH love a man who gets on his knees