Half the Battle (Saint View Psychos, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“Please, Bethany-Melissa,” he mocked. “Make the bad man stop. Honestly, the secondhand embarrassment was killing me.”

Stop it why do I love him

“Jeez, fine. That was bad form. I apologize. Don’t worry about the police. Caleb won’t say anything. Or I’ll kill him. It’s really very simple math, Bliss. Now, how about some nuggies?”

I wasn’t sure what would be worse. Him killing me. Or me having to live with the knowledge I’d killed the only friend I’d ever had.

MY HEART