CHAPTER 35
Sadie
I could ask myself why it’s like this with Devon. Why it’s second nature for me to kiss her, to move my body toward her—to always be moving in her direction with all of my being—like I’m doing now. But I’m done questioning this and myself. It can’t be more obvious that it’s Devon I want, and that kissing her is the most divine sensation on the planet. Nothing compares to the sensation of her lips on mine. To that thrill when she lifts her tattooed arm and brings a hand to my cheek. To that instant desire to surrender everything when her tongue enters my mouth.
The only possible conclusion is that, sometimes, it’s like this. Sometimes, two people who knew each other when they were teenagers meet again, and an invisible spark flares between them. And sometimes, like my fa
