Half the Battle (Saint View Psychos, #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“Don’t talk about your thighs like they’re anything other than my favorite thing to get between.”

Funerals weren’t for the dead. They were for those left behind.

“I know what you’re thinking. And you’re not leaving while I’m still inside you, Bliss. Shut your brain off for a minute and just let me hold you.”

I liked women. I’d just never told anyone that sometimes I liked men too.