Call Me Crazy (Bellamy Creek, #3)

by Melanie Harlow

“Enzo,” Bianca said quietly, a ghost of a smile still on her lips. “I promise, I know exactly who you are. And I will never expect you to be anybody else.” I think she meant it as a compliment. But I wasn’t sure.

“Moxie?” “Yeah. It means courage. Determination. You can handle what comes at you and land on your feet.”

“No one has ever made me feel the way you do. Sometimes I can’t even breathe.” “Yes,” I said, pulling him deeper, matching his rhythm. I knew exactly what he meant. “Yes, yes, yes.” “I want to give you everything.” He stopped moving for just a moment, his lips hovering over mine. “Everything.”

In the dim lights of the dash, I could see him scowling like he was ready to take on the playground bully for me. And that was the moment I knew—I was madly, deeply, desperately in love with him.