°BOOK ONE OF THE IMPERFECT SERIES°
Aurora Carmen is the perfect dose of sweetheart haunted by a troubled past.
Madden Hawthorne lives on the edge he'll do anything for the rush and he won't stop even if it kills him.
What will happen when two opposi...
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I've always found the sky beautiful.
It reminds me of her
The way it fades into an array of vivid colours illuminating all that lies beneath,the way in which the clouds morph and manipulate themselves into abstract shapes freely, like a bird soaring through the cliff tops.
I tilt my head so I can see her.
She's sat with her legs pulled up to her chest Harper's head resting on her shoulder as she watches the world go by.A void of calm and beauty just looking at her bathed in all her serene light makes my heart hit the floor .I'm not a nervous person but being around her is like she's stolen my voice and kept it for her own amusement.
She can keep it I've decided I don't want it back.
"What are you doing?"
I immediately snap my head to the seat next to back meeting Kains familiar cold gaze.
"I um was just um.. "
I scratch my head searching for how to respond because if he found out I was just admiring his sister he would probably snap my neck with his bare hands.Its the way Kain has always been under his big intimidating demeanour he has a soft spot in his ice cold heart for Aurora I'm pretty sure everybody does.
"Yeah madds whatcha you doin"Harper asks in a teasing tone.
Her head pops over the back of my seat resting her chin on my shoulder.She wiggles her eyebrows at me accusingly with a cheeky smirk plastered on her face.
Why the hell am i being ambushed by my own two friends especially Harper she's supposed to be on my side here the two sunshines that's what Vivan calls us I'm sunshine one and she's sunshine two.
"You wouldn't possibly be admiring Aurora would you?" She muses
"What"Kain snaps
What is she trying to do get me murdered?
"No I was just simply enjoying the view if anything she was admiring me"I deny knowing fully well that I was in fact admiring her like any sane person would.
"I wasn't admiring you"a soft voice huffs from the back seat.
I look at her as our eyes meet she's twirling a piece of her chestnut hair between her fingers which she always does when she feels nervous or gets put on the spot.
I trace my eyes over her face like I want to memorize every small feature into my brain .The way she chews her full lips when she thinks or how she digs her thumb into the small freckles on her wrist when she's excited I want to know everything about her .
"See your literally doing it!"she exclaims
"No I wasn't'"
"What are you trying to say she's not pretty enough to be admired?"
