If There's a Way (Lost Boys #2)

by Jessie Walker

I wet my lips. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, City Boy. Sorry it took me so long to tell you.”

Well, shit, Dad, maybe I’m good for something after all.

“On one condition. You need to promise me something in return.” And to him, I say, “Anything.” His mouth purses, and then he reaches up, spreading his hand over my bare chest, right over my heart. “Keep this beating.” I still. “Just keep your heart beating for me, okay?”

“That’s my burden, okay?” Exhaustion weighs down every word. “My burden is loving you, but not letting myself have you, because I’m fucking petrified nothing will ever be enough to keep you. And I can’t live with that. I literally cannot live with the idea of losing you, Waylon. So there you fucking have it. I’m not just scared, I’m petrified. Happy?”

“I love you.”

Finally!!!!!!