Lyrical (Academy of Stardom, #2)

by Bea Paige

You were mine first, so it’s only right you’re mine first again.

“Dancing with you is a gift, Pen. Loving you an inevitability,”

And just like that, I’m a goner. Hook, line, and fucking sinker. She’s captured me like a fish on a goddamn rod and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m hers again. There’s no doubt in my mind. There’s no fear, no pain, no anger, no fucking question. I’m hers if she’ll have me.

She wants me as much as I want her. Zayn might have got to her first just like when we were kids, but I was the one who brought her into the fold. I was the one who found her beneath that oak tree. I’d known from the moment she slipped her hands into mine that she would be ours. I didn’t fucking hesitate then, and I refuse to do so now.

Sam Smith sings about passion colliding, fires alighting, desire burning, and the timing couldn’t be more fucking perfect.