Daughter. Sister. Best Friend. Quiet girl with a heart of gold. My name is Reagan Carter, and this—what you see above—is my life. At least it was until Cole showed up and made me question everything I’ve ever known. I’ve always thought there was something different about me, but now he’s given me the reason why. The windows to my glass house have been shattered and there’s no way with what I know now, they can ever be put back together again. Reagan Carter is dead. And now it’s up to me to remember Sunday.

\\Authors Note: While you don't "need" to read Remembering Sunday in order to understand what takes place within this story, if you want to know where Luke and Bethany got their start, it's recommended that you start there, as their first meeting takes place within the other book\\ Luke “Just a little bit of fun” she said. Yeah right. Girls like her, they’re not built for fun. An attitude sculpted by the devil but with a heart straight out of Heaven. Those girls are only built for one thing. Forever. There’s only one problem. I want to give it to her and she wants nothing to do with it. If what they say is true and all’s fair in love and war, Bethany better get ready. I’m coming for her and I don’t intend to lose. Let the fun begin. Bethany It’s like this. Get in, get off and get out. No exceptions. Getting in these days isn’t the problem. It’s in the follow through where everything falls to shit. I haven’t been able to get off or get out for six months. Not since he made me believe I could be more than just a fuck and chuck. Since Luke. He’s changed me and now… Nothing but a Grayson will do.