To Bring You Back (Rhythms of Redemption Romances #1)

by Emily Conrad

If only busy were lonely’s opposite, the distraction might’ve worked forever.

John talked like he drummed; he drove at the beat relentlessly, but he left the words for someone else to fill in.

One sentence after the other, slowly he carried her old beliefs about Fitz out to sea.

meant to be more than what I am,’” Tegan said. “‘But what I am, I surrender.’”

The trees, graphite in the deepening night, crowded the lane.

The ache to see that happen sank deeper, an anchor she might never be able to haul back up.