Secretly Yours (A Vine Mess, #1)

by Tessa Bailey

They just kind of looked at each other, her face turned up to the sun in deference of his height. Maybe he should stoop down slightly so she didn’t get a crick in her neck?

“You want to get tangled up in semantics, fine, but the point is, you blew it. She’s a rare spot of sunshine, and you’re committed to huddling in the shade.”