The gym, the firehouse, home, the bar… that’s my life. I live life in the fast lane, never slowing down. Lately, with my boys finding love, I’ve found myself being the fifth wheel. My mood soured and my thoughts kept drifting to finding someone for myself. Strange, I know. I like to test drive but I’ve found no one worthy of me. I won’t settle for anything less than perfect, no fake bitches for me. I want someone who’ll challenge me, to put me in my place.
Frankie. The one girl that’s captured my attention for more than ten minutes, someone who cursed at me for staring at her t**s. I have to say, that’s never happened before. She’s the kind of woman who knows what she wants in life, she’s successful and astoundingly pretty, yet she doesn’t believe it herself. Is she the one to change my womanising ways? Will she be the one to warm my bed longer than one night?
Everything was pretty f*****g dandy until Jennifer, my psycho ex, text me with a secret that could change my life. I don’t know what to believe and my head is completely f****d up. What do I do? Will this break me and Frankie before anything has even begun? I’m begging, praying, for this s**t to end quickly so I can move on. I hope to f*****g God Jen was lying, but is she? Or for once in her life is she telling the truth?