I can’t avoid Connor Scott forever. Trust me, I’ve tried.
Two years ago, the fearless MMA fighter ended our friends-with-benefits arrangement after I caught feelings.
When my life shatters, the last man on Earth I want to witness my humiliation is literally standing by my side.
Connor doesn’t just absorb my heartbreak, he forces me to remember my original fairytale.
The one that featured him.
He reminds me how he was the first man to light my body up.
The first to capture my heart; the first to claim my soul.
Connor shows me all over again how a passion like ours doesn’t fade.
Not even when it should.
We were never meant to last.
We were meant to burn.
