The Only One (Wrench Kings ,#3)

by Daisy Jane

But I felt that twinge of pain and pleasure when I first saw her. She was blowing a bubble with her gum, typing on the computer, and listening to something in her EarPods. And I just felt the unbelievable and all-consuming, crushing weight of love. Right then. I knew whatever complexities she had; I’d want them. Whatever troubles she had, I’d try to solve them. Whatever she needed from me, I’d give her. I felt it. The way you can open your palms under a rainy sky and feel the chill of the sky’s tears, the love for her was there, inside me, from day one.