Namesake (Fable, #2)

by Adrienne Young

“Are you going to kiss me?” I whispered. “I wasn’t sure if you still wanted me to.”

AAAHHHHHHH

He wasn’t a man of many words, but he knew what he wanted and he wasn’t afraid to take it.

“Fable, I love you,” he breathed, still staring at my feet. “I don’t want to do any of this without you.”

PLEASE 9H MY GOODNESS WEST