Fireworks (True North, #6)

by Sarina Bowen

I would give anything right now to climb onto that giant old lounge chair in the woods and lay my head on his shoulder—the only place in Vermont where I’d ever felt safe.

Sorry, honey. Some things are true whether it’s convenient or not.”

Five—I loved you from the first day I met you. That’s never going away.”

I spent many more hours sitting on this chair wishing you were here with me than I ever spent in her bedroom. Or anyone else’s for that matter. With you, there’s no such thing as casual. The fire I feel for you won’t ever go out. ”