Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

It’s over. It’s been over for two years. He’s wrong. If it was over, then what the hell has this entire trip been? The sex. The kiss. The need to hold me. We aren’t done.

She’s like my own sunrise. Beautiful. Perfect. She fills a part of me that’s been empty and dark for as long as I can remember.

So fucking gorgeous and mine. Mine. I want her to be mine and no one else’s.

Have you spent any of that money yet?” Chewing my lip, I shake my head, but then I stop. “I bought a coffee from Starbucks the other day. I felt bad though.” “You have eight-six million in your bank and you felt bad for buying a coffee?” “Hey, I said from the start I wasn’t going to spend a penny!” “Was it at least a large coffee?” “No, the large wasn’t worth the money.” “You are the worst visitor I’ve ever had in my life.”