Bad Boy (The Loyal Boys, #2)

by Charli Meadows

Not to mention he is seriously hot as fuck, in an innocent, I-have-no-clue kind of way. And fuck, his eyes. I’ve never seen anything like them in my entire life. One is a shocking emerald green, sparkling with life and happiness. And the other is nearly as dark as my own, swimming in shadows and depth. They’re fucking hypnotizing.

He’s too good for me, of that I’m certain. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. Regardless, I’m still going for him, even if I have to be his friend first.

Take care of him. Don’t hurt him. This is important, and I don’t take my earlier declaration lightly. Start as friends, then make him more. Make him mine.

“You’re the boy next door?” he asks, his deep voice full of disbelief and. . . excitement? A slow grin pulls at his lips until a full-blown smile is on display.

“Show me everything inside your soul, Remi. Let me carry the burden with you, handle the lows and celebrate the highs. We’re a team. Can’t you see that? We’ve been a team since day one.”