Revive Me, Part Two: The Affair (New Haven, #3)

by J.L. Seegars

The reminder of who she is, and how she hides, should be enough to make me abandon the plan, but the rush of pure satisfaction I get from just being in the same room as her, keeps me rooted to my spot. I stand there, staring, aching, desperately fighting against the need that’s tunneled itself into my bones. All of me begging, pleading, for her while the world around me continues to spin.

I about died with the pining omg

“Maybe they were cool with rushing because they didn’t have anything in front of them that was worth slowing down for, but I’d stop the world for you. I’d freeze time if it meant I would never run out of opportunities to look at you.”

Gahhhh 😭

Those words do something dangerous to the shattered organ in my chest, knocking bloody shards loose, setting them free inside me. I sob harder, burying my face in his chest and not caring for one second that the new position blocks my clogged nostrils.

It’s just poetic at this point