Beach Read

“When I watch you sleep,” he said shakily, “I feel overwhelmed that you exist.”

For January, I don’t care how the story ends as long as I spend it with you.

NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST

LIFE IS MEANINGLESS, JANUARY. GAZE INTO THE ABYSS.

THIS REMINDS ME OF THAT TAYLOR SWIFT VIDEO.

“Oh my God!” I shoved his shoulder and flopped back into my seat, laughing. “Are you slightly misquoting A Walk to Remember at me?”

Gus cracked another smile. “Excellent movie,” he said. “Sorry, film.”

“Just one more thing,” he said soberly.

“What?”

“Promise not to fall in love with me.”

“Just one more thing,” he said soberly.

“What?”

“Promise not to fall in love with me.”

“You’re different now.”

Coldly horny? No, Gus Everett had been all hot breath and sparking touches.