He's not the guy you date. He's the one night stand.
You'd think the man who sends hot looks my way, who called me succulent, would want to strip me to my skin and spread me out on his bed like every other woman in Chicago.
Except he passed on my offer....
Just like I once passed on his.
He's wary, like I am.
He's broken, like I am.
And everyone knows two broken parts can't ever make a whole.
So I try to distract myself with dating.
Tahoe and I are strictly friends. He doesn't think my new beau is good enough - he doesn't think any man is, especially himself.
The more time Tahoe and I spend together, the more confused I feel.
I'm trying to open up to love.
But I'm quickly realizing that the only man I want is the stubborn, cocky, unattainable playboy Tahoe Roth.
The one my mother warned me about.
The one my body craves.
The only one who will surely break my heart.
©2016 Katy Evans (P)2016 Simon & Schuster, Inc.