Fall I Want (Cozy Creek Collection #1)

by Lyra Parish

I avoid her gaze. “It’s okay. You don’t have to apologize. I deserve it.” “You don’t deserve that.” She shakes her head. “There’s no scoreboard with us.”

The doors slide open and a couple steps inside. The two of us move to the corner, allowing them in. “See, honey? That’s the way you used to look at me.” They exit and I chuckle. “How do I look at you?” “Like . . . you’d figure out a way to rope the moon if I wanted it.”