**FREE NEWSLETTER BOOK** He was everything I hated. Tattoos, motorcycles, and all things dangerous. The bad boy who didn’t care. Ry Lawrence strolled into town like the world owed him something and I wasn’t about to play his little game. He could stay where he belonged- in his car shop and not in my diner. When he started poking around, things felt tense, uneasy. But I couldn’t ignore him. He seeped into my pores and breathed life into me I didn’t know I had. Until he took it all away when he left. We were fire and ice. Yet together we were nothing more than swept away. *Originally part of the Gone Coastal Anthology