Finding You (Chikalu Falls, #1)

by Lena Hendrix

I wondered what they were doing back home while I was slowly dying, an imposter in the desert.

“But you are my Joanna, aren’t you?” he said, his voice gravely with desire, searching my face for some answer. My Joanna.

I swear to god that man could incinerate every set of panties within a hundred-mile radius with that smile.

I swear to god, if he marries her and they have a million babies, I’m moving to the East Coast.

You beat the shit out of two people in the middle of the day with a dozen witnesses, but when I came in to ask questions, most people acted like they didn’t know what I was talking about.”

“you carry the weight of the world around on those big shoulders of yours. I think sometimes you forget that you’re allowed to put the weight down.”

But while I was searching for you, I never had to worry about losing you.

Joanna, my heart beats to the rhythm of yours and the best thing to ever happen to me was finding you.