Epoch (Transcend, #2)

by Jewel E. Ann

This man kisses me like the ocean claims the shore, knocking me back until I surrender, pulling me into blinding depths, swallowing me whole. And just like that … the world disappears.

“Tell me about your day, Swayz,” he whispers in my ear. I laugh past the sob that wants to escape. If I wanted a guy who got down on his knees—hands folded at his chest—to apologize, I wouldn’t be engaged to Griffin Calloway. This is his apology. It’s slow and easy, but I have no doubt that he will own every piece of me again by the time he’s done. “Shitty. This guy I love … he’s been ignoring me. And tonight he kinda broke my heart. He let another woman sit on my bucket. And he let her touch him.” His grip on me tightens as he kisses the back of my head. There he goes, gathering up the pieces of me and tucking them away next to his heart. I let him because that’s where they belong. “I should take him out back and beat him a breath from his life for hurting you.” “No. I love him too much. Even if he’s falling out of love with me.” The last few words break as they fall from my lips. “Swayz …” He turns me in his arms.