Saving the Rain (Crimson Ridge #4)

by Elliott Rose

“I know what you’re doing,” he says quietly. “Well, that’s wonderful.” Raine steps into me. And I hate this. I hate that I’ll never again get the side of him, the man who cares and heals the parts that have remained wounded for so long. What the fuck is wrong with me? I’ve ruined everything and managed to destroy the only bright spot in my life. I’ve fallen in love and successfully made him hate me, all in one fell swoop. “Go on then.” His brows furrow together. “Push me away, snowflake. Make sure to really light the match and set it all on fire. All because you don’t believe you deserve anything, when you actually do.” “Raine . . . don’t . . .” I can’t stand here any longer with him looking at me like that. Giving me those beautiful, dark eyes that pierce me like a hundred arrows with just one glance. I’m too weak. I’m too pathetic. “You deserve so much better.” When I finally get something out, it’s a feeble effort, and I see his lip curl. “It’s ok. I’m hearing you loud and clear with your maybe we should just end this bullshit routine.” “It’s probably for the best . . . I’m messed up, and you don’t need to be dragged into my crap. Look at last night. I came in here with all my shit . . . ruined your evening . . . dragged hell after me once again. You keep on having to take care of the mess I cause. But I won’t do that to you anymore. There’s no way I could live with myself constantly being this fragile goddamn thing exploding like a bomb all over your life.” The words k...