“Kelly stirs, and I instantly lean forward and stroke the hair from her face. “Kells? Sweetie, are you okay?” I whisper softly. “Kennie?” she mumbles. Oh Gods. She hadn’t called me Kennie since we were eight years old. “It’s Kenzie,”… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“I think about his advice. Don’t use magic the way they expect you to. Surprising them is half the battle, blah, blah, blah. Yeah,… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“East just twirls his hand in a circle by his head. Cuckoo. His sentiments on the matter are clear.” — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“Pity parties were not going to help her out of this funk. “Kelly, you’re beautiful, kind, smart, and have boobs for days,” I say… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“Kelly stirs, and I instantly lean forward and stroke the hair from her face. “Kells? Sweetie, are you okay?” I whisper softly. “Kennie?” she… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“Worried, were you?” he teases, as he walks over to us. “You may have given me a slight heart attack,” I admit begrudgingly. “You… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“Welcome, new students, to your first fire class. I’m Miss Tinder,” she says, introducing herself. Most guys would be happy if they swiped left… — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
“Why did he have to open that sexy mouth of his and ruin the pretty image?” — Cece Rose Copy Share Image
