I just want to live my life the way I want. I don’t need anyone trying to control me. I’m an adult, not a little kid anymore. I just wish everyone around me realized that.
Getting a tattoo is the most rebellious thing I’ve ever done and I haven’t even done it yet. In fact, I’m terrified of getting it done, but it’s something I need to do for myself. I expect it to hurt and be uncomfortable. What I don’t expect is to have such a deep connection to the man who’s going to tattoo me.
She’s nothing like my normal clients. She looks out of place and I love it. When she doesn’t like my initial design, I do something I never do. In the process, I spend more time with her than any other client. I find myself wanting to protect her from everything and put a big smile on her face.
She’s the first person who’s made me want to protect them since my brothers in arms. Maybe she’s meant to be mine.
He was my protector, my first love, and everything in between. It destroyed me when he joined the Navy SEALs and left me behind. Now when life throws me another curve ball and I’m left pregnant with no one to lean on. I’m forced to swallow my pride and show up on his doorstep. Let’s hope he doesn’t hold my past choices against me.
She was once my everything. She was the woman I planned to marry, but then I made one stupid decision after another. After breaking my heart, I haven’t spoken to her in years. When she shows up again, I’m instantly pulled back in time and wondering why I ever let her go.
She’s the woman of my dreams. The one I’ve never been able to get out of my head. The only person who’s completely off limits. I can’t cross that line. I have to stay firmly in the frenemies zone with Cammie. If not, my best friend is going to kill me. Maybe I should start picking out a headstone now, because I’m not sure I can stay away any longer.
He’s the man I love to hate. The one person who can get under my skin like no one else. Rocco loves to drive me crazy and does it with a sexy smirk on his face. We’ve been in the middle of a prank war for as long as I can remember and at this point, I don’t even know who’s winning. When he starts to show me a different side of him, I wonder if I really know this man at all. This version is the type of man I’ve been looking for.
He started as a pen pal. Someone I wrote to in an attempt to make a stranger’s life just a little bit easier… but he’s become so much more. My best friend. My confidant. Now? Now, he might be my protector and the man I’m falling madly in love with.
The first letter I got, I wanted to toss in the trash, but I couldn’t do it. I replied, assuming it was going to be a one time thing. Almost a decade later and she’s buried herself deep inside my chest. We were never going to talk on the phone. Never going to meet. Until everything came crashing down and she showed up asking for help.