Losing Hope (Hopeless, #2)

by Colleen Hoover

Unfortunately, since I always seem to be in the background during these incidents, my name has become associated with all of the fights and his quick temper. In reality, I’ve only actually ever hit three people.

I recognize those eyes. Those are Hope’s eyes.

If I was to hit on her right now, I don’t know if she’d punch me or kiss me. At this point, I’m pretty sure I’d be more than okay with either.

My attention is constantly homed in on her like I’m a compass and she’s my North.