Checked Out on Halloween (A Festive Romance Trilogy)

by K.T. Harris

she is too much of lady to ride in my work truck.

My heart is pounding so hard I swear its in my ass.

Huh

What I have for her is a condition. It’s a sickness that spreads until it consumes you. An obsession that blurs the lines of where devotion ends, and possession begins.

If I don’t have eyes on you—whether that be in person or in your adorable book reviews—I…” my voice falters, chest heaving. “I go mad.”

Maybe sometimes, it starts with a pumpkin spice latte and a man who refuses to let me walk alone in this world.