The Mistake Vk Elle: Kennedy

“What if,” he said slowly, “I stopped looking in the wrong places?”

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.

“I’ve been making a mistake all year,” he admitted, voice rough. “And it wasn’t Grace. It was thinking I had to get over her to be ready for something real. But I’m not getting over her, Romi. I’m getting to you.” The Mistake Vk Elle Kennedy

That was his brand. And for two years, he’d been perfectly content playing that role for Grace, his high school sweetheart.

They sat in silence for a long minute. Logan stared at the amber liquid in his glass. Romi stared at him. “What if,” he said slowly, “I stopped looking

Until she dumped him for a guy who sold vape pens out of his Camaro.

John Logan was used to being wanted.

She turned toward the door.