Wingspan (Westbrook Elite, #2)

by Cambria Hebert

But then his pinky appeared in front of us. “Pinky swear.” I laughed under my breath. “What?” “Promises might be extreme lies, but pinky swears are legally binding.”

I’d never had to go at someone else’s pace before. Hell, usually, I just grabbed their hand and took off. Mads wasn’t like that, and if she was anyone else, I wouldn’t stick around. But she wasn’t just anyone. She was everything. And because of this, I would walk along beside her, hoping she would offer her hand.

“You really love swimming a lot.” What if I could love you more?

I wanted to kiss her until all the bad shit faded away. Instead, I used my lips for words.

“Oh my God, it’s so soft,” she murmured, burying her face in its fur. After a minute, she held it out in front of her. “He’s wearing a bowtie,” she said, reaching up to finger the red tie at its neck. “Good thing,” I said. “Otherwise, he’d be naked.”