Fractured Sky (Tattered & Torn, #5)

by Catherine Cowles

I stared up at that fractured sky, my only salvation. The faintest glimmer of hope took root in my chest. I opened my mouth wider and prayed for home.

“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.” I fought the urge to rear back—only decades with horses kept me from doing so. The training that kept me from reacting strongly when I got knocked sideways. “You thought it would?” “It always does. Whenever someone touches me. It…it’s like it grates against my skin.” I bit back a million different curses. “Tell me if it’s too much.” She shook her head back and forth. “It’s not.”

“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.

“She your girlfriend?” he asked. Ramsey tugged me against his side. “She’s more than that, but I guess girlfriend works.” Warmth spread through me at the claiming. I’d never wanted to belong to someone until this moment. The belonging didn’t take away any freedom; it only gave me more. Elliott frowned. “You don’t like that?” Ramsey asked. “Well, I was gonna ask her to be my girlfriend. You kinda put a crimp in my plans.”