Tangled Like Us (Like Us, #4)

by Krista Ritchie

I easily step inside—I freeze. Luna is under the neon-green sheets on her bottom bunk, but her face is exposed. Her lips in an O. And by the other body shape and movement happening under the sheet, she’s not alone. A guy’s head is definitely between her legs. My feet don’t move and my eyelids don’t work properly when I need them to. She spots me quickly and also tenses. “Shitshit,” Luna curses. I open my mouth, but the guy’s head pops out of the sheet in a flash. He stares up at Luna with wide, concerned eyes. I know him. Chestnut brown hair, tattoo sleeve, and cut muscles, trained in MMA—he’s a twenty-seven-year-old Omega bodyguard. Paul Donnelly. “What’s wrong?” he asks Luna, worried. He’s already turning his head towards the entrance. Towards me. I’m frozen. She’s frozen.

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS😂 At least not so early on. But I’m here for it