Fall I Want (Cozy Creek Collection #1)

by Lyra Parish

Autumn isn’t just my name; it’s my entire personality 365 days out of the year.

I used to be a hopeless romantic, now I’m just hopeless.

I’m thirty-three going on thirty-four and if a penis comes anywhere near my vag, it might actually bark and growl. Shit, it might bite. I swear there is a tiny No Trespassing sign hanging on my mons pubis.”

I’m not afraid of falling in love. My biggest fear is being alone. I’ve learned that if I don’t give anyone a chance, then they can’t leave me.

“You feel the invisible tug. I know you do. It’s written on your face.”

It shouldn’t feel like this. It shouldn’t feel like home. It shouldn’t feel like I want to do this again and again and again. But it does.

But when she grabbed on to me, deepening the kiss, something that’s stayed dormant for a lifetime ignited deep inside me. Overpowering emotions streamed between us, and I swear she cast a spell on me.

“Sometimes you look at me like I’ll disappear.” Autumn takes a drink of her beer. “Everyone does, eventually,” I state. “Don’t they?” “Not me. I’m not going anywhere. When you go back to wherever it is you live, I’ll still be here. Hopefully not as a memory,”