You'd think the man who called me succulent would want to strip me down and spread me out on his bed - like he's done with countless others.
But he passed on my offer…
Just like I'd 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.
Tahoe and I are strictly friends.
So I distract myself with other men.
He doesn't think my new man is good enough. This blond blue-eyed beast doesn't think any man is - himself included.
But the more time we spend together, the more confused i feel. I'm trying to open myself to love.
Yet I'm quickly realizing that the only man i want is Tahoe Roth. The one man who will surely break my heart.