Leleila
Brayden Wild was my first kiss. The Montana football star with the cowboy boots and sexy tattoo. He salvaged my heart from a bad choice I wish I never made, on a night I wish I could forget.
But that was twelve years ago. And since then, Iāve been wise enough to play it safe. Certain. Risk-free.
Until I go to the store and spill granola all overā¦Brayden Wild. Heās still rocking a wild mess of blond hair. Heās still sexy as hell.Ā
My smooth reaction? I trip and fall on him. And then I run off like a frightened deer.
Because I still WANT him.
But Iām getting married in a month.Ā
Brayden
Leleila Wills. The bookish, teenage girl with the sad, beautiful eyes and killer body who electrified me at first sightāis now a grown woman living here in Mountainview. I finally know her name. I finally have a second chance to ask her out. But I canāt.
Because I DONāT go after women who are taken. Ever.
I try to focus on coaching my football team and on taking care of things at the ranch. So why canāt I get her the hell out of my head?
I tell myself itās because she needs a friend. I mean, what kind of tool stands up his wife-to-be before their wedding dance class? But the truth isā¦
I like Leleilaās awkward, quirky personality. And I canāt deny how my bodyās on fire whenever sheās nearby.
Iāve got one month to get to know her the way I wanted to twelve years ago, even if itās only as her friend. That will have to be enough.
So what the hell will I do if itās not?