Soul Searching: A Sweetwater Peak Novel

by Lyla Sage

But I didn’t want to be anywhere else either. I didn’t want to explore the world anymore. I didn’t want to take pictures. I didn’t want to try and fix my life. I didn’t want to do anything. I wanted to exist in this dark void that I’d created for myself—where nothing could get to me.

“Takes one to know one, Brady.” Collins looked up at me. “But it sounds like we could both use a little soul searching.”

Most of all, I liked the way he looked at me like I was a puzzle he was dying to solve instead of one he wished he could put back in the box.

The look he gave me didn’t just give me butterflies in my stomach. I felt like those motherfuckers had made their way all the way to my toes.

I didn’t think there was a version of Collins that I wouldn’t like.