Priceless (Forbidden Men, #8)

by Linda Kage

It struck me just how important she’d become lately, because nothing in the past so many days seemed as essential to me as fixing her. A happy Sarah seemed as integral to me as my own well-being. And she was suffering, so I was suffering.

“This right here—every single piece of you—is very precious cargo to me. If anyone mistreated it, I’d lose my shit. You’re not just my best friend, you’re my sanity. You’re priceless, Sarah.”

She’d always been there for me and strived to make me feel good about myself. This woman was the mother of my heart, and I was so blessed to have her in my life.

Kissing me had rattled him, right down to his core. I sorta loved that. My mouth could actually rattle Brandt Gamble.

The girl I wanted above all others finally wanted me back, and yet it was wrong. All wrong.