Count Your Lucky Stars (Written in the Stars, #3)

by Alexandria Bellefleur

“I count my lucky stars, that’s for sure.”

“You’re so pretty like this. Shaking and desperate.”

“Beg me for it.”

Margot had her chin resting on the soft swell beneath Olivia’s belly button, her fingers tracing idle abstract shapes on the skin of her stomach and hips, little circles and lines that made Olivia shiver and—those weren’t abstract shapes, they were letters. An O, an M, a heart.

The very tip of her nose brushed Margot’s once, twice, three times before she pressed a kiss to the corner of Margot’s mouth.

Margot’s Toyota Camry—Margot

Margot was looking at her like she was something special. Like she was something Margot wanted to keep.

Margot bit the tip of her tongue and counted to three so she wouldn’t say something she’d regret, because she was this close to pulling her hair out because Liv might’ve heard everything Margot had said but she wasn’t listening.

love is one of those things that doesn’t run out.”