The Rebel King (All the King's Men, #2)

by Kennedy Ryan

Her eyes snare mine, and I breathe, not realizing how anaerobic I’ve been since my father called. She’s my air, and I don’t even wait for her to stand, but reach down, scooping her up in my arms.

SOBBING PROFUSELY WHATTHEFUCK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭