The Casanova (The Miles High Club #3)

by T.L. Swan

“Kathryn, I need a damn retina transplant from all the eye rolling you cause.”

Have a safe trip home this afternoon, don’t walk in front of a bus or anything.

If I don’t look pretty, nobody will notice me . . . and my heart can never get broken again.

“The patient is about to get knocked back out. That’s what’s happening.”

Calm. That’s what she is . . . she brings me a sense of calm that I don’t ever remember feeling before. I don’t have to try to be something I’m not, I can just be myself.

We kiss and hold each other and, with an intimacy I’ve never known, she takes me. And holds me. And ruins me forever.

“Because he makes me forget who I am, Daniel, and when I’m with him, I’m not sad Kathryn any more. For the first time in years, I feel like my old self. I need you to be my friend and support me in this.”