Brooklander #1

“Fitz’s eyes never left Sophie’s as he let Biana lead them for forward, offering one last smile before he left.

It was only a half a smile.

But she knew it was just for her.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“Are you kidding?” Sophie and Fitz asked, once again in perfect unison.

Elwin chuckled. “I’m sure if Keefe were here, he’d have a lot to say about how in sync you two are getting.”

“Just more proof that Fitzphie’s the best,” Fitz told him, with a wink that shouldn’t have made Sophie’s heart flutter. But hearts could be foolish things.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“So,” she mumbled, not sure how to finish that sentence – or what to do with her arms. Or where to stand.

It all felt awkward and weird and wrong-until fits dropped his crutches and gently pulled her into a hug.

“I don’t want to go,” he whispered.

“I don’t want you to either,“ she admitted, hoping her hushed tone hit the thickness of her voice.

She told herself not to pull him tighter so he wouldn’t feel how hard her heart was pounding. But she couldn’t help leaning closer when she realized his pulse felt just as crazy as hers.

She didn’t know what that meant.

But it felt like something.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback

“She stretched, feeling her spine pop in several places. She curled her legs to the side and opened her eyes-to find Fitz staring at her with his eyebrows practically launching off his forehead.”
― Shannon Messenger, Flashback