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.

They can’t sense my loneliness, or the knot in my stomach. That’s the magic of social media, I guess. But there’s also an odd comfort to hiding behind the illusion.

“You have been driving me fucking insane for days and I couldn’t hold myself back for one more second.”

“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.”