The Gentleman’s Guide to Getting Lucky (Montague Siblings, #1.5)

by Mackenzi Lee

You don’t owe me sex. You don’t owe me anything. I’m with you because I want to be. And if we’re together, it’ll be because we both want to be.

and I can’t remember intimacy ever involving so much happy laughter before.

Where we start doesn’t have to be where we end up.

When our lips meet, I swear I feel my ribs strain from how full I am with loving him.

“In my defense, we were left unsupervised.”

Who gives a fig for chastity anyway?”

“Then maybe I should have said it to you sooner—you needn’t hide around us,” he says.

“I’m sorry you ever felt you had to. And that the world makes you feel as though you have to.” I finally manage to look up at him, and he smiles. I almost start to cry.

“It’s never going to be perfect.”