Touching Oblivion (Tasting Madness, #2)

by Albany Walker

“But nothing, Waylynn. I’m trying to let you get comfortable so I know I’m not forcing you to do something you don’t want, but I need you to understand. You’re already ours, whether you get that or not.”

“You can’t have both. I won’t be in that class and be…around you guys. If I decide to…let you be around.” Her brows furrow deeply. She’s fucking adorable, acting like she has a choice.

“Yes, you do, and that’s all it takes for you to crack Memphis’ composed exterior. But don’t kid yourself, he loves it every single time. Remember that if you ever want something,” the traitor divulges while kissing the side of her neck tenderly. He’s right about that too—one look, and I would probably give her anything she asked for, unless it would keep her away from me.

“Good fucking girl,” Memphis rumbles before crashing his mouth down onto mine.

“No more running, no more not answering your phone. Even if one of us messes up.”

“You know how much I hate being left out.” Bates turns his attention to Memphis. “My only question is, am I too late?”