#Junkie (GearShark, #1)

by Cambria Hebert

It was like freaking Swan Lake with engines.

“They make it out like it’s easy, right? Like going to college will just lay out your whole life for you. But it doesn’t. College is like being on the starting line of a race, revving your engine to go.”

“Then the flag goes down and you’re off, speeding toward the finish line, but you forgot to load your GPS with the course, so you have no idea which way to go.”

Kissing him was like seeing the ocean for the first time. Meeting something so big it made you feel small. It was like standing beneath a galaxy or being the red “you are here” dot on a map of the world.

And dear God, the scruff on his jaw… it was my kryptonite. My heroin.

Labels were for food, and while I’m mighty tasty, I did not qualify as food.

We might be a little wild, but that’s just part of our charm.”

It was like he had the ability to reach inside my chest and grab my heart. But he didn’t. Instead, he reached in and cradled it gently, with the utmost care.

I’d love him for the rest of my life. And then I’d love him longer.