The Change Up (The Brentwood Boys, #5)

by Meghan Quinn

I don’t need love or a relationship with some other girl. I have Kinsley. She’s my person.

I love this girl more than just a friend. I think I always have but never let myself consider it until the other night, when I thought I could lose her. That I could scare her so much with my anger, with my temper, that she’d walk out the door. Leave me.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful, do you know that?” he says, stealing every ounce of air from my lungs. “Even when you cry, you’re gorgeous. It makes it difficult to keep my hands off you, to keep my body away from yours. To hold back any longer.”

‘No, she was my courage. How could I possibly call her . . . without her?’”