Tin Queen (Clifton Forge, #6)

by Devney Perry

I gripped Emmett with my thighs and let my arms loose. The moment my arms unwrapped from around him, he dropped one hand to hold my knee and keep me steady. He gave me the freedom to let go. I opened, stretching my fingers to tickle the wind. And I flew.

A no-strings arrangement was fine by me. “Kiss me, Nova.”

“I love you.” Then I kissed his shoulder once more, holding tight with my legs so I could let go with my arms and feel the wind, like I did on all of our rides. Like I’d done since the beginning when I had yet to realize that the man I’d been meant to ride through life with was Emmett. He’d set me free.