Midnight Kisses Jeanine Benedict -

“Leo,” she said, and her voice came out smaller than she intended. “We need to talk.”

“Probably.” He grinned, that crooked grin she’d fallen in love with somewhere between the second and third month of knowing him. “But you like that about me.” midnight kisses jeanine benedict

She couldn’t argue. She couldn’t speak at all. All she could do was stand there on that cold balcony, in that city she’d never quite belonged to, looking at a man who had somehow, impossibly, learned to read the secret language of her silences. “Leo,” she said, and her voice came out

The words hit her like a physical thing. She gripped the railing harder. ” she said

But this year was different. This year, she had something to lose.