The Truth of Our Past

He’s a contradiction I can’t resist

Alec

Von’s mile-long legs accentuate his perfect ass-et. And I crave wrapping his blond hair around my fist twice. The first time he opens his mouth, I’m instantly obsessed with his accent. Definitely the next guy to warm my bed.

But he’s immune to my charm and walks away.

I’ve never been more intrigued.

The challenge of coaxing a smile from his uptight lips is irresistible. So, for him, I break all my rules.

When he pretends to be my boyfriend…

It feels all too real.

Von

I fled Sweden and the tragedy haunting me. But now soulful brown eyes and a smirk bring breathtaking torment. Worse yet, Alec has my kryptonite—dimples.

Resisting is hopeless.

I ache for his kindness and inspiring dedication, but he’s anti-relationship.

I’m determined my darkness won’t swallow him whole while I desperately seek his sunshine.

My mind screams RUN, but my shattered heart refuses to listen. I fear by the time I leave the US there won’t be any pieces of me left.

There’s a limit to how much damage can a heart endure before it stops beating.