Until We Break(117)By: Jamie Howard
I jump when a hand drops on my shoulder, another voice booming from a few inches away from my ear. “Hot damn, girl.”
“Right?” I smirk up at Tara.
“How’d you get to be so lucky?”
I almost snort at the word. Me? Lucky? That’s the last word I’d use to describe myself. But then I catch sight of Bryce weaving his way around the dance floor, and like he can feel me watching him, his eyes find mine one last time.
Alright, well maybe I am. I, Haley Mitchell, am so freaking lucky.