Follow the River (River of Rain, #1)

by C.E. Ricci

“You on your goddamn knees for me…it’s a good look on you.”

I wear my heart on my sleeve, caring about people who couldn’t give a damn about me, and unfortunately, it’s a fatal flaw.

I could drown in him, in the euphoria of being like this with him.

Seeing someone in their most vulnerable state and knowing you are the one who holds the power to make them quake in fucking ecstasy. That is when true chemistry is formed between two people. That is real pleasure.

“Riv, don’t be dense. You and I both know that when you know, you just fucking know. It doesn’t matter if you’re sixteen, twenty-one, or thirty-something. When the person you’re meant to be with is tossed in your path, you grab them and hold on for dear life. In whatever capacity they’ll have you.”

you’re afraid of loving someone, only for them to not love you enough to stay.”

I trust him. With all of my black heart and damaged soul.

“It doesn’t do to dwell in the past, Abhainn. You’ll forget to live.”

Ohfuckohfuckohfuck, this is bad. Worse than Thanos getting all six Infinity Stones bad.

My heart feels like it’s trying to claw its way out of my chest to get to his. If only to let his know mine has never felt so completely whole. I love you.

“You have me. You will always have me. Until every star in the night sky burns out. And maybe even then.”

I’ve never had anyone who wanted to stay long enough to try to make one.

Loving Rain, while it’s been the challenge of a lifetime, it’s also becoming addictive.

“Sure did, Coach. I lost my mind and found my soul.”