Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

We’re still learning from each other. I think, along with her as a person and how beautiful she is, I’m also drawn to how understanding she is. None of this is easy for me. Emotions I’ve never been in touch with are surfacing whenever I’m around her.

“I need to take care of you somehow after how well you take it.”

“You’re doing so good, Freckles,” I say, kissing below her ear as I thrust harder. My voice is shaky, but I keep praising her. “Taking it so fucking well.”

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.

“I choose who I love, and I choose you”.

I buy her a Kindle and perfume,

“Because I love you. I’ve been in love with you for ages – it’s been all I’ve thought about. And I keep falling more in love with you every single fucking day.”

I can’t wait to see Stacey beat the shit out of Cassie.

I keep reminding myself that I’m doing all of this to protect her. Because not only is she my weakness, but she’s also my strength – my main reason for continuing, the air to my fucking lungs.

What is forever if it’s not with him?