is the highly anticipated prequel to the New
York Times and USA Today
bestselling Shattered Hearts Series. This should be before Relentless.
bedroom and into the hallway. When I push open the bathroom door, my eyes widen
at what I’ve stumbled upon. Claire is standing next to the toilet, holding her
new cell phone over the toilet bowl. Her lips are pressed together in a hard
line across her delicate face.
out of my mouth.
never answer it?”
this phone two months and it’s turned her into a crazy person. I don’t dare say
this out loud, but I’m beginning to wish I’d gotten her something else for her
she accuses me of playing games. If she doesn’t call me back right away, it’s
because she was busy. I don’t think she even realizes how insane this sounds.
you want and I’ll do it.” I inch closer to her and she smiles when she realizes
she has my attention. “You want me to promise I’ll never wait more than five
minutes to call you back? Would that make you happy?”
phone has turned me into an addict. I look at it every two minutes to check for
missed calls and texts from you. It’s sick!”
down until the phone is in my hand. I place it gently on the bathroom counter,
then I look her in the eyes.
addicted to me.”
laugh too loud.
against me. She’s breathing hard as my lips hover over hers. “Don’t you have to
get ready for school?”
for two and a half hours.”
remember what day is a late day anymore since I quit school. The only regret I
have about quitting school is that Claire is alone now. With Jake and Rachel
graduated, and Tristan hanging out with his new girlfriend, Ashley, Claire says
she spends most of her time outside of class reading.
text you for two hours straight.”
her. At first she closes her mouth, but she laughs when I plant a loud kiss on
her cheek. And I seize the opportunity to kiss her hard.
bunched up beneath her and my hand easing down her waist to her hip. She grabs
my hand to stop me and I smile as I move my hand up. I trail my lips over her
smooth jaw and plant a soft kiss on her neck. I hear a sniffing noise and I
quickly pull my head back, afraid she’s crying.
leaning forward so she can sniff my shoulder.
to her nose as she inhales. “Yes! Is that some kind of cologne or something?”
her jawline. “Yeah, it’s laundry soap and my pheromones, which you obviously
can’t get enough of. Addict.”
get enough of your scent either.” I bury my face in the crook of her neck and
she lets out a soft gasp when I lick her skin. “You smell sweet and salty at
the same time, like raspberries with a hint of the beach. It’s fucking
like to you?”
behind her ear and she giggles softly. “See what you do to me? I can’t get
enough of you.”
to devour her. But I respect her boundaries. So minutes later, we’re on my bike
on the way to drop her off at school. As
usual, she plants a kiss on the front of my helmet, leaving a kiss mark on the
glass. Then she bats my hand away when I try to grab her ass as she walks away.
waiting for my mom to tell me that Claire’s being moved to another foster home.
Or that my mom will find out about us and Claire’s caseworker will have her
removed from our home.
know is that this can’t continue the way it has. It’s too perfect. Nothing in
my life has ever been this good or easy.