Liam closed his eyes for a moment, as if trying to pull himself back together—and failing.

— She’s like an addiction to me. — His voice dropped, rougher, heavier. — The kind of addiction I need every single day just to keep from losing my mind.

Frederico let out a nearly inaudible breath, attentive.

Liam exhaled sharply, frustrated, as if reliving something that burned more than it should. He turned slowly toward his grandfather, his gaze dark, intense, wounded.

— In bed… she’s a hurricane. — h