Tangled Like Us (Like Us, #4)

by Krista Ritchie

“I have so many questions,” I say softly, thinking aloud. “I want to know all about you, but I can’t ask fast enough—and when I think about you, I wonder what your hands have held. What your eyes have seen.” My pulse has skyrocketed, but I keep speaking. “What your ears have heard and where your feet have landed.”

Beckett stays standing on his chair too, and then Charlie snuffs his cigarette on a dish. His opening remark almost never changes. He will say, I invoke the right to pass. Careened back on his chair, he kicks his feet up on his plate. Clattering silverware and cranberries. And loudly, he says, “Love.” I freeze, eyes burning. I can’t. Charlie tilts his head to me. “To love is to reach true fulfillment.”

Cobalt sibling moments, more specifically, this moment, were a literal candle in the wind that was this book.