Wrecked: Dirty Air (Book 3)

While fate’s fucking me over, I might as well fuck you.”

“Love, is that you?” He smiles at me, all goofy with glazed eyes.

“Who’s she?” A woman clutches onto his arm, pointing at me with a red-tipped finger.

“The best part of my day,” Jax answers with another smile.

But that’s the thing about costs. None of us knows the price we’re willing to pay to be someone’s redemption.

You’re a responsive little thing for me, aren’t you?” His eyes brighten as he

The best part of my day,”

The problem is I don’t want to anymore. Avoiding you is exhausting.” He tugs me into

Mistakes can be forgotten but wasted time can never be earned back.

To be stronger than the demons holding me back.”

“Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed so I might as well make today my bitch.”

there’s more to life than the things we fear.