Wild Eyes

I love reading and writing. Feels a bit like talking to someone.”

step up to West, watching his pupils dilate as I do. When he makes no attempt to move away, I flatten my palm on his chest. His heartbeat accelerates, and I can’t help but lean in closer. Then I press a kiss to his cheek and murmur, “Good luck tonight,” before turning and darting into Rosie’s vehicle.

“And the way you inspired a little boy who never talks to anyone to introduce himself to you. That’s something special.”

Haven’t met anyone before who can’t talk, even when they want to sometimes.”

Skylar is my person. My life could never be better without her in it. I’ve sentenced myself to a lifetime of misery to respect her wishes.

“You look an awful lot like you belong to me.”

“That’s my fucking girl,” he whoops, and I squeeze him harder.

My number-one fan.

I feel like I’m here, watching her come back to life.

All I know is that she and I were meant to meet on that road.

“I would bid on you every time,”