I WAS READY TO START OVER. At least that's what I keep telling myself. Divorced at 26 and driving to Florida to move back in with my parents. Until my car breaks down in Smalltown USA. Not the place meant for a city girl. Until I meet the cocky asshole that is fixing my car. I should probably stay away but the pull is too strong. He was just meant to fix my car but I think he might fix my heart.

I've been broken. Time and again. My body. My heart. My soul. I'm tired of pretending I'm happy. Even when he makes it seem easy. But my heart is incapable of loving again. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ She thinks she can't love. That there is nothing left in her to give to anyone. Especially me. But I would give anything to love her. If only my demons can stay in the past.

Eight years ago, I fell for Ryder Thompson. He knew me in a way no one else did. He held my heart in his hands. Until he brought it crashing to the floor. I picked up the pieces, vowing to never let him back in. And I never thought I would see him again. Then one day, he reappeared in my life. I promised myself I would ignore him. I lied. \—————————————————————- Tacoma Calloway made me a better man. To this day I swear upon it, no matter how broken I am. We weren't meant to be together when we first met. We were two lost souls finding solace in the other. But eight years later, I still want her. I forbid myself from loving her then. And I am unable to love her now. If only my heart would listen. It won’t.