Hook, Line, and Sinker (Bellinger Sisters, #2)

by Tessa Bailey

It’s a good thing I don’t use my powers for evil, or everyone would be in big trouble.”

She felt like the sunrise coming up over the water after a bad storm.

At this time of day, they were the only ones there, giving the attraction kind of a lonely, abandoned feeling. Ironic since he’d never felt less lonely in his life. Least of all while holding her hand.

“You make me feel like I’m in the exact right place.” He exhaled into her neck, kissing it reverently. “Nothing to run or hide from. Nothing I want to avoid.”

This was Hannah. The first and last girl he’d ever love.

But you can’t take the bad lessons you learned and apply them to every good thing that comes your way.

“How did I look at her?” He was afraid to find out. “Ah, son. Like a summer day showing up after a hundred years of winter.”

You can’t live life worrying about what people will think. You’ll wake up one day, look at a calendar, and count the days you could have spent being happy.

He’d cut it once, last year, and the girls cried when they saw the shorter length, so he vowed to keep it long forever. They had their father wrapped around their pinkie fingers, and he would admit it to anyone who listened.