You might not believe it, but I’m tryin’ to do what’s best for you.” I’m just tryin’ to find the best option here. “I feel like I’m hurtin’ you if I do, hurtin’ you “Nothin’ about this is easy, Li,” I admitted. Inked on her back vivid against her dark skin and the white covers. I looked over my shoulder at her, the sheet clingin’ to the curve of her hip, the flowers I’d This feelin’ I was bein’ a fuckin’ dumbass for endin’ it even though I knew it was right. I sat on the edge of the bed, dressed, boots tied, hands in my hair ’cause I couldn’t shake Two years hadn’t ruined us, what was a few more in an effort to heal her heart and give We’d always be family, and eventually, we’d get back to our friendship. The other stuff, with time, would survive. This was better, rippin’ out the weeds of romanticism I’d been so stupid to sow in her ’Cause I would raze that all to the ground with one wrong move, one of my stupidĪnd it would be gone, laid to waste forever. It was a heady fuckin’ thing, bein’ someone’s sunshine, their rain, their entire ecosystem. So when they needed me most, I offered the only thing of value I could use to help them.Īnd when helping them meant putting my life on the line, Nova had to decide just how much he was willing to do to get me out alive. He would never love me, at least not the way I needed him to.īut I couldn’t turn my back on him or The Fallen MC. I was a goner as a girl to a man they called Casanova for a reason.

He had tattoos on his hands and wickedness tucked in his grin. Handsome as sin, older in a way that meant forbidden. Journal bestselling author Giana Darling, is available now! Inked in Lies, an all consuming friends to lovers romance from Wall Street

Lies by giana darling