The Difference Between Somebody and Someone (The Difference Trilogy Book 1)

by Aly Martinez

I didn’t quite understand until she tipped her head back, her cheeks pink, her gaze heated and aimed at my mouth. Yep. Fuck the cookie. For that matter, fuck the EpiPen, the ten miles between us and my house, and Atlanta’s indecent exposure laws too.

Just as I’d hoped, her laughter was musical. A whimsical symphony that would no doubt be on a loop in my head for the foreseeable future.

Bowen: I don’t give a shit about doors, locked or not. If you need something, I’ll rip it off the damn hinges. Are you okay?

He blew out a ragged breath. “Okay. That’s fair. But just so you know, I don’t feel the pain or the clouds of the past when we’re together. Being with you is the only time I ever feel the warmth of the sun.”

I curled my hand around the back of her neck and tipped her head. She beamed up at me, and fuck, she owned me. “Then that’s settled. Nobody else exists.”