Finding You (Chikalu Falls, #1)

by Lena Hendrix

We needed to have a serious talk about whether or not he was going to pursue Jo—because if he wasn’t, game on.

In the early morning light, Jo’s beauty was arresting. She moved with strength and grace,

Growly, protective Lincoln was quickly becoming my new favorite thing.

Being able to take care of yourself and wanting someone to want to take care of you were two very different things.

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

Joanna never cared that I was broken or that sometimes I needed my space. She loved all of me and I had pushed her away—not because I was protecting her, but because I was protecting myself.

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