Gravity (Wilde Boys, #1)

by Sara Cate

If we have not found the heaven within, we have not found the heaven without.

“Well, then just try to keep your clothes on when my mother serves the turkey.”

“You make me feel good, Zara, and I haven’t felt good in a long fucking time. When I’m with you, it hurts a little less. It doesn’t go away, but I don’t hate life so much when you look at me like you’re looking at me right now,” he says. The pain etched in his features sends shivers down my spine. Reaching up, I run my fingers along his brow and down his cheek. Now that the walls are coming down, I see the pain underneath. “Am I allowed to be happy, Zara? Or is this my punishment? Loving you if I can’t have you.”