Jasper Vale (The Edens, #4)

by Devney Perry

I was the bleeding heart of the Eden family.

“I like perfect,” I murmured. “I like imperfect too. I like wild and reckless moments that you never forget.”

How could she ignore me? I couldn’t tear my damn eyes away.

Jasper was . . . mine. He wasn’t mine but he was mine. Sort of.

“Breathe, angel.”

Eloise talked fast. At times, the words ran together, and if I wasn’t listening closely, I’d miss something. But if I watched those lips, I caught every word.

He might not be a man of many words, but when he used them, I listened.

My heart wasn’t supposed to stop whenever Eloise walked into the room.

“He’s a good man.” I believed it to my very soul.

Why was it so hard to align a head and a heart?

The thunder to his lightning. We were a storm. Two souls lost in the pouring rain.

She smiled as she talked, radiating that gorgeous light,

That smile of hers was brighter than any light bulb. Any star. She beamed, entirely in her element.

For that, for her dream, I’d dive into the deep end.

We’d do whatever her heart desired.

Fierce loyalty. A precious heart. My Eloise.

Eloise Eden was mine. And I was hers. Until the end.

This woman got everything I had—heart, body and soul.

“Dream come true?” “And then some.”

My parents, my brothers and sisters, were a piece of my heart. The Edens came as a packaged deal.

“Watch it,” Jasper rumbled. “That’s my wife.”

Eloise Eden owned me. I loved that woman. I loved her in a way I hadn’t even known existed. A soul-deep, undying love.

crying

Eloise’s excitement had been contagious.

For Jasper Vale, I’d wait until the end of my days.

But for his daughter, for my wife, I’d take every bullet in the world.