Sinful Like Us (Like Us, #5)

by Krista Ritchie

“So here’s what’s going to happen.” I wipe the rest of my tears from my cheeks. No return, no going back. “If you don’t promise me here, today, that you’re going to stop using, then I’m moving to New York. I’m going to live in an apartment on the same hall, and every day that you snort coke, I’m going to do the same.” His eyes flash hot. “Jane—” “If you’re going to destroy your life, your body, then I’m going to destroy mine.” I add in French, “Ton destin est mon destin.” Your fate is my fate. Charlie steps forward. “Ton destin est mon destin.” “You’re insane.” He rubs away his tear tracks with the heel of his palm. “You’re both insane.” “We’re Cobalts,” Charlie declares. Beckett extends an arm. “So being a Cobalt is now synonymous with insanity? That’s great.” He plants a look on me. “You’re not taking coke. You freaked out when you ate a pot cookie. I call your bluff.” Charlie reaches into his back pocket. “We thought you’d say that.” He procures a small baggie. Filled with white powder.

Goddamn… the Cobalts are insane 😂