The Lost Fisherman (Fisherman, #2)

by Jewel E. Ann

“You’re one, Fisher.” “One in what?” I opened the door, and he closed it behind us. “Not in anything. Not one in eighty thousand. Not one in a billion times infinity. You’re just one. The one.”

Aw :'(

“I know you’re Team Angie. It’s fine. She’s great. If I wasn’t heart and soul in love with Fisher, I’d be Team Angie too,” I said with a little defeat to my voice. “Oh, hon … I’m Team Reese. Always.” She lifted her gaze. “I love you like my own daughter, which is precisely why I’m so protective of you. And it’s nothing against Fisher. I love Fisher too. But I saw him with Angie. It wasn’t one sided. He loved her. It wasn’t pity love. It wasn’t a second-choice love. And I know what that looks like because I was married to the wrong person for too many years. So as much as I want to feel as confident as you do that this will all work its way out in your favor … I’m not as

sure.”

Ugh agh