to coast through her junior year. But with her parents obsessed with her
Olympic-swimming-hopeful brother, a psychic best friend with a penchant for
reading tarot cards, and prophetic dreams that predict her death—that won’t be
easy. As her nightmares begin to come true, Sophia finds herself dodging death
and longing for the time when getting over her ex-boyfriend was her biggest
problem. Until she meets Leo Knight. The mysterious stranger seems determined
to keep her alive—and steal her heart. But Leo has a secret that is about to
change everything and Sophia is about to learn that sometimes…your number is
about how tragically ironic it all was if I could have. My lungs started to
twinge at the thought of laughing. They wanted to be filled with fresh air.
the peaceful feeling from my dream. I was just waiting for it to happen. My
lungs were screaming at me to breathe. This was it. Time was almost up and I
was waiting for my life to flash before my eyes when movement out of the water
caught my attention. Leo was standing on the edge of the pool. He was shirtless
and surrounded by the light, making me question if I’d died and gone to heaven.
his arms, obelisk and all, just as he had the night before, then pushed up to
the surface of the water in no time flat.
obelisk—mostly the obelisk…I think—added did nothing to slow him down. We shot
out of the water as if we had the help of a cannon, not just Leo’s legs.
The breath felt so good my lungs craved more and more. I kept inhaling the air
as if it were being funneled down my throat.
keep us afloat. With one hand, he threw the obelisk all the way in the bed of
wildflowers and pulled us up out of the water.
and me on his lap, vowing to never again take air for granted and wondering
what happened that made my dreams start coming true.
his hands through my soaking wet hair and rested his palms on my cheeks.
the side. “Sophia, are you okay?”
calmed; they knew they would be getting air on a regular basis.
breath to clear my reeling mind and tried to speak again. “I’m fine.”
lived in up until this point didn’t consist of anything supernatural or
unexplainable happening except the occasional perfect hair day and the beauty
of an aquamarine crystal.
his arms and crushed my chest to his. Of course I couldn’t help but wrap my
arms around his bare torso but his skin felt so hot to the touch. Between the
freezing cold of my body and the warm temperature of his I felt overwhelmed.
Everywhere our bodies came in contact with each other little puffs of visible
the puddles of water we left behind us. Leo yanked the gray blanket off of the
armchair and wrapped it around me because I was suddenly shaking.
the coffee table, motionlessly taking in my expression. Before he even spoke I
just knew he was reading me all wrong. I felt like I could read him already
my life once again? You shouldn’t be sorry about either of those
sleeping still. I promised you I’d protect you and look what happened. Do you
have any idea how close you were to dying? Even closer than you were last
night. If I was just one second later I would’ve been too late.”
now—I’m fine.” He put his head in his hands and scrunched his hair in his
palms. “Leo.” I reached forward and placed my hand on his arm. He was still so
hot to the touch. “Why’s your skin so hot again?”
across his chest and turned his back to me. His reaction made me question my
I keep saving your life.”
on her own books by night. Always Kiss Me Goodnight his her debut novel and was
first posted on Wattpad where it gained over two million reads. Megan lives in
Pittsburgh where you can find her reading, writing, and Instagramming.