Break Me (Brayshaw, #5)

by Meagan Brandy

“People suck, but small towns suck even more,”

“I want to be the guy a girl closes her eyes at night and sees. The one she wakes thinking about ‘cause she wants to fuck me or fuck with me, fight with me. And not because she wants to gain something or prove something, but because I’m all that she can see and she feels blind without me, even if she wishes she didn’t sometimes. I want to be her light and dark and, yeah, sometimes her fucking nightmare. A fucking king in her eyes and she’d be all those things right back, the queen in mine. Of mine.”

“I’m so far from enough for him, and I don’t say that in self-pity. I say it because I understand the reality around me. I’m not afraid to say I want him, but I know I’m not a girl he would ever love. Not the kind of love he’s after.”

To love Royce Brayshaw would be so easy, and dare I say I’m almost there, but to be loved by Royce Brayshaw... that’s an entirely different story.

“For the record, as far as I’m concerned you were already mine, and baby girl... know that I’m yours.”