Ever I fell in love with Memphis when I was five years old. I spent our whole lives planning the perfect moment to tell him how I felt. When that night finally came, my best friend . . . the man I thought loved me in return . . . did the last thing I expected—he left. Memphis abandoned me when I needed him the most, and as the years went by, I came to despise him. Now, he’s back and the contestant of a local dating show—while living under the same roof as me. As much as I want to keep hating Memphis, the more I get to know him again, the more I want to be one of the girls on the show. When Memphis finally comes clean about why he left, I’m not sure if it’s going to heal us or rip us apart all over again. Memphis My entire life is one giant mess up. One questionable decision after the other. Loving Ever is not one of them, though. The night she finally poured her heart out to me, I should have taken her in my arms and never let her go. Instead, I turned my back on her and broke her heart. It’s been forever, but I’m back home, trying to clean up my image with the help of a dating show, and living right down the hall from the woman who’s held my heart and soul since before I was old enough to realize I had either. Working my way back into her life and her heart means coming clean about what happened the night I shattered her . . . I’m terrified of losing her all over again.

Timber In all my life, I don’t think I’ve fit in anywhere. Sure, Ever and her friends liked me. They did their best to make me feel like I was part of their gang, but I still feel like an outsider. I have serious insecurity issues; never pretty like the other girls, never as thin as American standards said I should’ve been. To top it all, I never felt love the way others do. You probably know someone like me, the plump girl at school with a bad reputation. The one who inevitably fell for whatever guy said I was beautiful. Let’s be honest, they were only using me for one thing—my body. Now I’m not sure if I’ll ever have the happily-ever-after I thought I deserved. Dayton I destroyed my life beyond repair, blew up the pieces so they could never be put back together. The woman I loved left me, and all I feel is despair, hatred and an enormous amount of anger. My friends have tried to pull me out of it, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to. I was given a second chance as Sal’s errand boy when he hired me, and then I ended up back at the set of Chicken Fried Love as a gopher for the crew. It was awful at the beginning, and I was awful . . . especially to Timber. I was a jackass, treated her like crap. But after a while things changed. I started seeing she was different than most of the woman I’ve been around. As time passes I see we’re more alike than I anticipated. My life may be a mess, but in her mind she’s one too. Could she be my second chance at love, or the reason I never give it a shot again?