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

by Jessie Walker

See, Will, see. See this heart in my chest. See how it flies for you.

“Well too fucking bad,” I murmur. “You are loved. And I’m not better off without you.”

“And I’d rather feel this burden of knowing and loving you than go even a second without you existing somewhere on this planet.”

I’ll do whatever it takes to prove I’m not going anywhere. Prove he’s not a whim or a fix or any-fucking-thing else in between. He’s the beat of my fucking heart. And that? That’s everything.

“It’s not your job to love who brought you into this world unconditionally. It’s the other way around. You don’t owe me anything.” And while the words were for me, I know they were just as much for Waylon who was sitting next to me at the time. Her eyes were firmly on his when she added, “That’s the burden of motherhood. One we happily carry with us.”