Reverse (The Bittersweet Symphony Duet, #2)

by Kate Stewart

“I’ve known you for less than a day, and you’re anything but simple.” “And you’re exhausting. We done?” “No, how do you like your eggs?” I jab in an attempt to lighten the mood.

“You just fucking fell out of the sky, didn’t you?” The cabin of the SUV clouds with energy as a surreal gravity threatens to draw us closer. “In a way,” I swallow, “I guess I did.” My mouth dries as he refuses to free me from the power of his perusal. As I opt for honesty, my heart begins to thrum harder with each passing second. “Thank you for giving me a soft place to land, Easton.”