From New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Nashoda Rose
Love is ugly, and secrets will destroy you.
I don't beg. I don't cry. And I don't give second chances.
Ream, the lead guitarist of the rock band Tear Asunder, deserves a gold medal for best dick move ever when he ran the moment he discovered my secret after two days of hot sex. Then he brought some chick to my coming home from the hospital party - after being shot. I hate him.
Ream's six-foot-two frame unfolded out of the car after being gone on tour for eight months. I stared. And, in my defense, any girl would stare. It would almost be rude not to, because Ream was the type of guy who stood out. Not because he was loud and obnoxious. No, it was because he was the complete opposite. Subtle and dangerously quiet. If he spoke you'd better hope he liked you, because otherwise you'd be falling at his feet begging for mercy.
I don't beg - ever. But when our eyes locked, it was Ream's steady confidence that had my nerves shooting off like jet sprinklers. Then...
Ream told me he didn't need a second chance, because he was still working on his first.
Sex is ugly. It's using someone for your own narcissistic pleasure. I did it, but hated it - until her. She was unexpected. Then I had to wreck our beginning with my screwed up past. I don't deserve her, but I'm selfish, and I'm taking her anyway. This is who I am, and it's too late to change me.
For mature audiences, 18+.