Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before youāve taken that first breath. Youāre never given a chance to run from it.
Thatās how Iād describe what happened to us.
Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touchā¦
The chase and the heat between us became addictive.
Our nights together were a distraction, one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.
We should have paid more attention; we should have known that it would come to this.
We both knew it couldnāt last, but that didnāt change what we desired most.
All we wanted was each otherā¦
This is the second book in the This Love Hurts trilogy and This Love Hurts, book one, must be read first.