Dawson Knox Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Into warmth, into breath, into the steady proof that love can exist inside of chaos. Dawson’s hand slides along my back once, soothing. “Tell me something good,” he murmurs. I blink. “Something good?” “Yes,” he whispers. “Just… one thing.” I think of the courthouse order, inked and real. I think of the suspects in custody. I think of Dr. Reyes backing me. I think of the way Dawson asked before he kissed me, every time. Then I choose the simplest truth. “I’m your girlfriend,” I whisper.