Forsaken Trail (Runaway, #4)

by Devney Perry

Clara and Aria had lost their parents in a drunk driving accident. The same way I’d lost mine, only my parents had been the drunk drivers.

Oof

He was infuriating and arrogant. But damn . . . there were very adult words and scenarios running through my mind. If August had any clue what I was thinking, I’d fill that piggy bank to its ears.

“You love your home. You love your job. What else should I know about you, Aria Saint-James?” That maybe I don’t hate you. “One day, I’d like to have a flower shop and a greenhouse of my own. I’d like to make bouquets like that one and keep growing plants.”

“Then how about you run my flower shop?”

DID HE BUY HER A FUCKING FLOWER SHOP ???

“His family might not be as wealthy, but they are just as pretentious.”