Fractured Sky (Tattered & Torn, #5)

by Catherine Cowles

“You’re touching me.” There was wonder in her tone that had my brows pulling together. “Would you rather I didn’t?” Shiloh’s gaze flew to mine. “Don’t let go.” “I promise. I won’t let go.”

“It doesn’t hurt,” she whispered. “What doesn’t?” “You touching me.”

“You’re amazing, you know that? Pure fire.” I looked up into those onyx eyes. “Only for the people who matter.” And I burned the brightest for one person. Him.

“I don’t think there’s a word for it in the

English language. But it burns through me. And I don’t want to ever let it go.”

“I could never regret you. Even when it hurts, I want to feel that pain because you make me remember that I’m alive.”

“I’d give you the world if it was within my power.” “All I need is you.”

“You’re my sky.” I stilled. “Your sky?” “My pinpricks of hope on the darkest nights. You are that in living form for me. You always will be. And I think we can be that for the boys, too.”

“Because it’s you and me. Our everything.” I pressed my forehead to his. “It’s our sky. It just keeps getting bigger.”