The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy «iPhone»

“You know what your real mistake was?” she said finally.

How had he missed it?

“What if,” he said slowly, “I stopped looking in the wrong places?” The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy

It was the first right thing he’d done all year.

She turned toward the door.

Logan’s hand moved before his brain caught up. He caught her wrist. Gentle. Just enough to stop her.

He pulled her down onto the couch. And when he kissed her, it wasn’t desperate or needy. It was the opposite of a mistake. “You know what your real mistake was

“I’m not doing anything,” he muttered, shoving the phone under a cushion.

Romi had always been there. On the sidelines of his games. In the kitchen at 2 a.m., making him grilled cheese after a bad loss. Rolling her eyes at his terrible jokes but laughing anyway. She turned toward the door