Eyes on Me (Salacious Players Club, #2)

by Sara Cate

I know she’s thinking what I’m thinking: if we’re doing this to get it out of our systems, we’re fucked—because this feels too good to quit.

I want his most vulnerable, private expressions. I want to see into his soul.

Suddenly, I know what this ache is. I know what it is I want. And it’s not her body or sex. It’s knowing that one day when I’m in this hospital bed that she’ll be at my side. And she won’t be alone.

When I’m with Mia, I don’t feel alone or like I’m battling the heavy winds of my own emotions. I’m so focused on her, and even when we were fighting or teasing each other, with one look, she kept me tethered.