Crave (Crave, #1)

by Tracy Wolff

“Who did that Klimt sketch remind you of when you bought it?” “You.” The answer comes fast and honest. “I just didn’t know it

“Say you believe me. Say you know it’s not your fault. Say—” “I love you.” I gasp, then let out a slow, shuddering breath as tears I don’t even try to hide bloom in my eyes. “Or you could say that. You could very definitely say that.” “It’s true,” he whispers. “I’m so in love with you.” “Good, because I’m in love with you, too.