Beautiful Thorns (Boys of Bellerose, #4)

by Jaymin Eve

For those who can't sing except in the bedroom. That's all you need to bag a rockstar. Or four.

I couldn’t lose him. I couldn’t lose us. Not when we were almost back to the happy again.

He’d been my savior from day one, and even now, in what might be our last moments, he was throwing himself in between danger and me. I couldn’t lose him. I couldn’t lose my guardian angel when I’d only just gotten him back.

He was the one who stood in the shadows so the rest of us could exist in the sun, and in truth, I wanted to live in those shadows with him.

was fucking ridiculous that any one woman could have four true loves. Four men that filled her metaphorical life-well with love and music and laughter, but here the fuck I was.

I should have known it’d be Billie who brought us back together. We were all hers now, the boys of Bellerose indeed.

“As for you, Billie Bellerose,” Rhett continued, ignoring Grayson. “You’re—” “Our heart,” Jace said softly, cutting him off with an intense stare in my direction. “You’re the one who reminded us all what it feels like to love… and be loved. You’re the sunshine creating a rainbow out of our miserable, wet day.”

I’m all in, Rose. All the fuck in. And I will wait as long as it takes for you to believe me. The love between us never went anywhere, but it was the trust that ended up damaged. And whatever the fuck it takes, I will rebuild the trust between us.”

“I will be there to celebrate every high in your life, Rose, and when there are lows, I will lay in the ditch with you and protect your soul and heart with my own. No grief or loss will you face alone, and if there’s a chance for me to take the burden, I will do so with zero regrets. My heart is yours. My love is yours. I am yours.”

“I’m sorry that I spent the next eight years feeling sorry for myself, and instead of growing into a strong man who was worthy of you, I ended up a pathetic mess who thrived in his pain.”

“There’s always been an us,” he told me, his thumb caressing my cheek as he wiped tears away. “And there always will be. We were a forever from the first moment we met.”

I’d be devastated if this was a false lead. All the buildup and then no climax. Those were the kind of bullshit plotlines sadistic writers used to draw out a story and fuck with their audience, not real life.

“You watched it because I let you eat my pussy out every time someone curtsied to the king.” It’d been a very good day. Exhausting, no doubt, but one for the core memory bank. Rhett laughed. “Good point. Season two?”

“I can do that! We’ll gun shop after we get our facials and massages. Get in, bitch, we’re going day spa-ing.”

But I was on another planet. Planet Orgy, meeting with their leader, President Orgasm. It was a happy place to be.

Nah, the universe brought us all together because we’re just fractured parts of one heart.”