Tease (Cloverleigh Farms, #8)

by Melanie Harlow

“You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”

She thinks I’m hot was what registered first, and it fired up my insides a little.

But I barely heard any of it, because for the first time, I was actually kissing the girl I’d been wanting to kiss since I was fifteen.

Being with her almost felt like a memory of something that hadn’t happened yet—maybe a memory of a dream.

She was familiar to me, and yet she was a revelation.

The journey looks different for everybody, and it should.”

“Shhh. From now on, you don’t speak until I ask a question. You don’t move unless I tell you how. You don’t come until I give you permission. Nod if you understand.”

Using our code, I wrote the only words I knew she couldn’t ignore. I need you. Please be there for me.

“I love you too,” he said as he began to move. “And I don’t care what the odds are. I’d bet on us every time.”