Aflame (Fall Away #4)

by Penelope Douglas

I still loved her.

I don’t want a life without Tate. I don’t want anything without her.

I want to crush his fucking hands when he touches you.

Do you hear me?” He jerked me into his body. “It will be my ring on your finger and my kids in your belly someday.”

He bared his teeth. “Tatum Brandt is my fucking food,” he growled. “They all knew it in high school, and not a damn thing has changed.”

you know Madoc . . .” She trailed off, sounding amused. “The more the merrier. He wants five. I said one. We compromised at five.”

“I love you, Jared. I’ve always loved you, and I will always love you.”

I exist as I am, that is enough.