Beneath the Wreckage (Wrecked #5)

by Catherine Cowles

I lay on the bed as Piper dressed and put on makeup. The fact that I was fascinated watching as she dusted something shimmery across her eyelids and something slick across her lips, told me I was sunk.

“Being scared and needing to go at your own pace doesn’t make you a bad person.”

“That’s how you know, isn’t it? That you’d walk through fire just for a chance to feel her in your arms.”