Knotted (Trails of Sin, #1)

by Pam Godwin

“No matter what, we stay together. Miles, months, cities, years…” Her breath strangles. “We’re bigger than anything that tries to come between us.”

“You need to grieve your relationship with your family. The damage your dad did to you. His death. Your brother’s incarceration—” “I can’t. I don’t need this.” “You need to grieve our relationship.”

“I’m not broken,” she whispers. “You don’t need me to fix you. You need me to sit with you in the sadness.”

“I’ll give you a few seconds to be single.” He bends his knees, putting his face in mine. “But don’t get used to it.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “You’re about to be taken.” His expression smolders with red-blooded hunger. “No—” “You’re mine.”

With a grin that bares my teeth, I do what I’ve done my entire life. I chase her.

It’s impossible to describe the bond we share. We’re too great for words. Too sacred. We’re a feeling that goes beyond starts and stops. We’re stronger than hellos and goodbyes and deeper than beginnings and ends. We’re an existence that can’t be measured. It doesn’t matter where she is or what I’ve done. We’ll always come back to this place. A place that can’t be found on a map or a time line. Nothing in the world can touch us here.

I fell in love with him when we were kids, before I understood the language of love. Tonight, I fall harder than ever before. With every kiss, glance, smile, and evocative word, he doesn’t just stitch my heart back together. He welds it to his own.

“You know what I’m going to do every night for the rest of our lives?” “Get wrecked inside my body?” “That’s the plan.”