Addicted After All (Addicted, #5)

by Krista Ritchie

“Connor,” Rose says, her lounge chair scooted next to his. A paperback perched on his lap, his hand has yet to leave her bare neck. He massages her while she clutches an empty ice bucket. Rose risked vomiting again to join me outside. It takes a solid second to realize that Rose commanded him to do something since she’s out of commission. Connor needs no more info to read her well. He just stretches forward and steals my phone right from me. And then he settles back, his hand returning to Rose like nothing just happened. “That was mean,” I tell him. “I was doing important research.” “If I didn’t do it, she would’ve tried,” Connor explains, passing the cell to my sister. “And I don’t want my wife moving around.” Rose searches through the phone’s history and then gives me a cold look. I raise my hands out of the pool. “They were hard to avoid.” “The more you stare at these, the more paranoid you become. If anyone is jumping overboard, it’s me.” She went from slaughtering the boat to drowning herself. I take it that she’s feeling pretty lousy still. Connor flips a page in his book and says something in French. She replies back, shutting her eyes tightly. He pulls her closer to his side, his arm sliding around her shoulders. Hugging her in comfort. He whispers another French word and then kisses her forehead.

so cute :') always so comforting.