Never stop fighting if you think you’ve found the one. I’m not fussy about the men I share my bed with, but my heart is another matter. Loving someone too much goes hand in hand with pain and suffering. It’s not something I want in my life. Then I meet him. Just one kiss and he finds his way in. It’s just a shame I don’t have the same effect on him. Can I convince him that he’s the only one for me despite what my reputation says? I’m falling for a man whose sole intention is run as far away from me as he can.