Kill Switch (Devil's Night, #3)

by Penelope Douglas

“You teach your daughter to hide in everyone else’s world,” I shot back, “and I’ll teach mine everyone else exists in hers.

We had some fun. Even without girls.

I took him up to his room, plopped him down on the bed, and saw him yawn and pull his comforter over his body. He looked like a burrito, and it was the first time all night I actually felt a smile I wore.

“Because I was afraid of life without the hope of you to look forward to.”

“Please, don’t . . .” he begged. “Please don’t leave me.”

“My woman doesn’t ask permission. She’s a force. Say it louder.”