Powerless (Chestnut Springs, #3)

by Elsie Silver

Jasper has always been a sweet boy. But god, he grew up to be a damn good man.

Jasper: I don’t like talking to people. Sloane: You talk to me. Jasper: You’re not people. Sloane: Lmao. What am I then? Jasper: My person.

“Times have changed, Sloane. I’m not scared anymore. You’re not my fucking friend. You’re just mine.”