Crave (Crave, #1)

by Tracy Wolff

I want him to look at me like it physically hurts him not to be touching me.”

something broken in him that somehow fits with what’s broken in me.

Except…except it is from Jaxon, and my heart is actually threatening to burst out of my chest. I don’t know what you like yet, but I figured you were hungry. Stay off that ankle. Jaxon

so cute

And wonder how on earth I’m going to keep this beautiful, broken boy from cracking my already battered heart wide open.

Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.