Seducing Danger (Star-Crossed, #2)

by Alexandria Lee

I showed him my ugliest demons and hoped they sent him running. He stayed and he loved all of my ugly with all of his beauty.

This was love. Love was running into the rain and getting drenched in it just to hold someone close. Love was kissing like no one or everyone was watching, and not caring which. Love was every tiny droplet falling from the sky; pointless as individuals, but an unstoppable downpour when brought together.