The Confidence of Wildflowers (Wildflower Duet, #1)

by Micalea Smeltzer

“Love is like wildflowers; It’s often found in the most unlikely places.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson

doesn’t matter what it cost. I want you to be happy.” His forehead creases at this admission, like he didn’t mean to say it out loud.

“You want me to fuck you, Sunshine?”

“You feel like mine.”

And I know, without a doubt, that whatever this is, whatever we become, if we grow and flourish like the wildflowers behind our houses, or crash and burn, it won’t matter because when I’m old and gray, lying in bed thinking about my life, he’ll be the best part.

should fuck you just for using that sassy tone with me, but sex wasn’t what I was referring to, smart ass.”

“Who we used to be doesn’t matter, it’s who we are now, what’s in our hearts that matters most. You’re sunshine, Salem, but even the sun doesn’t always shine.” His hand moves to cup my cheek. A sigh passes through my lips as I lean into his touch. “I’m not bright like you, but I promise, when your days are dark, I’ll be your light.”

shakes his head, fingers over his mouth to hide a growing smile. “I put a gym in my house for you and it takes stocking Diet Coke for you to realize I like you?”

“Yeah, Sunshine, I like really like you.”

“You’re my girl,” he says it so surely, like it’s a fact already known, “and no one talks about my girl like that.”

“Everyone deserves to have someone who’s there for them. I want to be your someone.”

His brown eyes are warm, a swirl of so many things neither of us will say yet. “No, Salem.” He shakes his head slowly. Before I can feel the sting of pain, he says, “You’re my everything.”