“I need something to fill this void in my chest where my heart used to be. All I want is to forget the way Easton Reed smells like sunshine and leather, the roughness of his hands, the softness of his heart, the earthy taste of his tobacco stained lips, but most of all the way he looked at me when he walked away.

Darkness swirls inside me but his memory remains, shining bright like a beacon. But this is one storm I won’t find my way home from.”

Lady & The Biker http://books2read.com/u/3Raj5G