But she didn’t succeed, and they were over before they began. She was too hurt. She was too raw. She was wishing for what could have been, while he was wishing for what was. And what was… well, it was nothing. At least not to her.
Peter Reed is fresh out of jail, fresh out of excuses,
and ready for a brand new start.
Reagan Caster needs to thank Pete for an act of kindness,
but he wants more than just her thanks.
Reagan knows how to protect her body, but not her heart.
And her traitorous body responds to Pete in a way it hasn't
with anyone else.
When Pete's innocent flirtation becomes more, Reagan's
ready to accept what he has to offer.
Pete assumes Reagan needs to be loved carefully and calmly.
But Reagan knows she needs to be loved completely.
Can he give her what she needs?
Boy falls in love with girl.
Girl falls in love with boy… SCREECH!
No. It can’t be that easy. (You knew that, right?)
Boy meets girl.
Boy can’t fall in love with girl.
She also has secrets.
He’ll try to uncover all her secrets. But in doing so, he’ll have to remove all the walls she hides behind. Leave her bare and aching. And what happens then?
Girl meets boy.
Girl falls in love with boy.
Boy can’t love her back.
I haven't seen Jake in eighteen years, but the moment I lay eyes on him, I feel safer than I have in a very long time. Memories swamp me every time I look out over the clear, cool water. A first kiss. A first boyfriend. A first love. That old spark is still there. I just can't act on it, and neither can Jake. Our story started eighteen years ago, and then we both made lives with other people. Jake is willing to tell me about his, but I can't share mine with him. Ever. We can be friends and spend another summer together, right? Sure, we can.
She's the lead singer in a popular rock band.
He's a tattoo artist.
She's all perfect creases and fancy clothes.
He's covered in prison ink.
He doesn't have a pot to piss in.
The question is -- Will she ever be good enough for him?
She hates liars.
She’s pretty sure he is one.
She never sleeps with a man more than once.
He has only had sex with one woman in his whole life, and now she's gone.
He has boundaries.
She has none.
He prays before every meal.
She silently hopes he'll stop doing that.
Faith is what's left when everything everything else is stripped away, he says.
What will be left when she's naked, stripped, bare, raw? She has no idea. What if there's nothing?
I'm back in New York, ready to start my brand new life with
Logan. Things are still up in the air between us, and it has been
three months since I've even talked to him. But there's one thing I'm
certain of -- I can't live without him.
I need her
like I need air. But now she's back, and her dad and her ex-boyfriend
are conspiring to keep us apart. We can do this, though. Can't we? We
can make this work? We have to, because I can't imagine my life without