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284 pages, ebook
First published October 30, 2014
I loved him. Plain and simple. There have been times I wished that I didn’t love him, but honestly I couldn’t have fallen for a better guy. Wroth knows what’s important in life. He’s served his country as a marine, used his enlistment bonus to pull the farm that has been in his family for five generations out of financial trouble, and treats me and his momma like we are fine china.
“You’ll still be just as beautiful without all that hair, Mari.”
I couldn’t handle being that close to Wroth Niall again.
“I’m sure it will be fun,” I finally told him with a smile that hurt my cheeks because it was so forced. Linc raised a brow at me, letting me know that he didn’t believe me, but didn’t call me on it.
Liam’s whole personality had changed. He wasn’t as moody, wasn’t as scary quiet, and was a lot more outgoing. He also had about thirty pounds of muscle on him, when before he’d been practically skin and bones. It had done nothing but make skank groupies drool over him all the more. Yuck!
I’d gone home, reluctantly, but only because I believed what Liam had said was the truth. Marissa just wasn’t ready to talk to me. She wasn’t ready to hear my side of what had happened that fucked up night. So I would respect her wishes until she was ready.
I cared about Marissa, and I wanted her with a need that I’d never felt in my entire life, but I couldn’t contaminate her with my dirty past. I wouldn’t.
As I stepped out of the back of the cab after Natalie, I was shocked to see that some of them had signs that said “I Can Give You A Baby Shane! Drop The Wife And Come Be With A REAL Woman!”
I actually felt sick after reading that trash.
I simply refused to chop off my hair like Natalie had done.
“Holy shit,” Emmie murmured as she took hold of Natalie’s arms. “What the hell happened to you?” Natalie shrugged. “I needed a change.” “So you lost your mind and chopped off a part of yourself? Gee, way to follow the example of every other heartbroken chick in the world.”
You know, the one that girls my age didn’t have. The one that Wroth Niall had point blank told me he hadn’t wanted before he’d gone and screwed some slut.
It was a cute piercing on a chick, but on Marissa it pissed me off. I didn’t want her pierced or tatted up. Not my Marissa. She was too damn pure to defile her body with holes and ink.
The memory of that first kiss haunted me repeatedly, replaying over and over again, taunting me with how earth shaking it had been. Still was.
One, that I needed to save my friend from a date with death. And two…? That I wanted to kick Wroth Niall’s ass because he had no right to be jealous of anyone I was or wasn’t having a relationship with because he had lost all privileges to me and my life when he had cheated on me.
After I’d fucked up to the point that the woman who had once loved me just as much as I loved her, now hated the sight of me.
Fuck, I wished things were different. I wish I’d never tried to push her away last year. I’d known the second I’d done what I’d done that it was a mistake and that I didn’t really want to be without her.
But by then I’d already fucked up and there was no going back from what Marissa had seen.
“I keep thinking about that fucking bet,” Natalie said, twisting the napkin in her hands until it started to tear. “How could they…he do that to me? I thought we had something special, but all I ended up being was some kind of immature fun for him and damn Zander.”
“I don’t want a man who is going to cheat on me.”
“The next few minutes would be the defining moment in my life. Would I spend the rest of my life with the woman I needed more than I needed air to breathe… or would she walk away?”


