Try Me (Extracurricular Activities #2)

by Neve Wilder

My gaze had landed on him like lightning drawn to the lone tree in a field, complete with a concurrent crackle of electricity that arced through me.

“Wow. That went from zero to morbid fast.” “It’s a talent of mine.”

“I would’ve let you in anytime.” I met the dark pools of his eyes, the confession soft. “I always will. I don’t know that I’d ever be able not to.”

We’d been swoops and dives and potholes for most of the time I’d known him. But for this moment right now, it felt like open road between us, and it was my heart that was moving at breakneck speed.

Because the truth was, nothing else felt as good as Mark Farrow. I wasn’t sure anything else ever could.