Tru Blue (The Whiskeys: Dark Knights at Peaceful Harbor, #1)

by Melissa Foster

I would rather have had nothing and been loved like I was everything than have everything and feel like a commodity for them to show off.”

“I never thought I needed anyone, but I’m starting to think I was just waiting for you.”

“In a perfect world,” she said softly, “we both would have had loving parents, and you never would have faced what you did. We didn’t grow up in a perfect world, but you’re my perfect.”

They were lying in the tent playing a game, weaving each other into their pasts as if they’d known one another forever.

You’re my light, Gemma. You’re everything I always thought life should be, and I know you can get any man you want, but I’m so damn happy you want me—”