The Simple Wild (Wild, #1)

by K.A. Tucker

I’ve just kept on giving this man parts of me, not realizing that I was losing myself in the process.

“By being in his favorite place, high up in the sky, getting away from everything he’d lost down on the ground.”

“You asked why I kissed you.” I hazard a glance upward, to find his piercing blue eyes alight with heat. “And you said it’s because you wanted to.” “That wasn’t the right answer.” He reaches up to smooth the wet strands of clingy hair off my forehead, his gaze wild as it skitters across my features. “You have been driving me fucking insane for days and I couldn’t hold myself back for one more second.”

Just like the last three days have been perfect. Because my dad has gotten to do what he loves—fly—and I’ve been there, sitting right behind him the entire time, watching his deeply contented smile for every second of every moment of it.

And yet, I can’t imagine being anything else with Jonah than what we are while I’m here. Jonah is Alaska to me.

I’ve spent the last twelve years dwelling on all the things Wren Fletcher isn’t. I should have had the guts to come and find out all the things he is.

“This is my last flight, kiddo,” he announces with grim certainty. He reaches over and takes my hand, and the smile on his face is oddly at peace. “And I can’t think of a better person to have spent it with.”

“As long as I’m flying my planes and you’re with me, I’ll be happy. But this going-our-separate-ways bullshit? This isn’t working for me, Calla.”