Riven Knight (Clifton Forge, #2)

by Devney Perry

The metal band on my ring finger bit into my palm as I gripped the handlebars. It was cheap metal, the only thing I could afford after buying Genevieve’s ring.

The only sweetness of hers I’d have on my lips would be from these cookies. I didn’t get to kiss Genevieve. I didn’t deserve that kind of beauty. Not after all the ugly I’d caused.

Last night, I’d fallen asleep in his arms. And last night, I’d stopped pretending I wasn’t in love with my husband.

Odd as it was to be proud of someone for covering up a murder, I was proud of her too.

Isaiah was my dream.

There’d be no next in line. I was keeping him. Because I was in love with my husband.