Because you don’t go around kissing your best friend’s dad, do you? Even though that’s all you ever dream about.
“We’re Penn and Cope,” I tell him, with a peck to his lips. “Best fucking friends. Like always. Two tornadoes. But instead of bouncing off each other and wreaking havoc alongside the other, we’ve become one. Unstoppable.”
Who is Samantha Brooks without her violin? Fear lives in the silent spaces. Love does, too. There’s a battle being waged in her heart, and Liam North is determined to win. He’ll use every weapon in his arsenal. His body. His heart. Except the spotlight puts her in the crosshairs of dangerous men. Samantha fights to compose her own ending, even as the final notes rise to a heartbreaking crescendo.
There are books that just stick with you, that a year from now something will happen and you'll remember that one phrase or that one sentence and you'll smile, or you'll laugh, or maybe you'll tear up. This is THAT book.
I need to make a choice—break the rules and devour her, or run far, far away and break the last remaining part of me, my heart.
I fell in love with him when I was thirteen years old. He was older, mysterious, and unattainable. The guy I could never touch. Then one night changed everything for us. But there was one huge problem. He belonged to her.
"Five minutes of conversation with Layla and I wanted to talk to her for hours. One kiss and I wanted to kiss her every day. One missed call made her the only thing on my mind. I wanted her for myself. I wanted to get to know her, make her smile, and find out whether our relationship had a best before date. Who cared we meet three days ago? If I didn't get bored yet, then it meant she was extraordinary."