Some Kind of Perfect (Calloway Sisters #5)

by Krista Ritchie

“I’m always going to be a sex addict, but I’m more than just sex.” - Lily Hale, We Are Calloway (Season 1 Episode 01 – Pilot)

“Am I your son or am I Uncle Ryke’s?” I open my mouth, but he speaks again, fast. “And I don’t mean in the metaphorical sense. I mean, biologically.” “Biologically, metaphorically, spiritually—any which way you turn it,” I tell him, my voice clear and proud and full of never-ending love, “you’re mine.” I take my hand off his shoulder, touching my chest. “You’re my son. I don’t know what you’ve read online, but it’s a load of shit. Your mom and Uncle Ryke were never together.”

“What do you fucking say, Calloway? Fast or slow?” Daisy smiles so brightly, so fucking heartfelt—it’s hard to stare for long, but I always take the risk. My eyes burn like I’m meeting the sun. And she says, “I love you.”

In ten years, our love has never fucking waned. I raise my brows at Dais and feel my smile touch my lips. “Fucking fast then.” I step hard on the gas, her smile flooding the car, and the Jeep races down the highway. “Whoa,” Sulli says and immediately sticks her head out the window. Nutty joins, tail wagging. Winona shrieks in glee, bouncing in her booster seat. “Faster!” Already flying, I pretend to go fucking faster but keep this speed. Daisy stays in the car, her long legs extended across my lap. With her hand, she draws waves in the wind.