Speed and open roads.
That’s all I need.
What I don’t need are all the reminders of the cursed V-day closing in.
Hearts everywhere. Love everywhere.
Well, almost everywhere.
I’ve lost too much for a Hallmark holiday to make it okay.
That’s what long rides on my Harley are for, and they were a good enough distraction until she comes back to town.
The first girl I ever loved—and never stopped wondering about.
She needs my help even though she denies it.
Maybe we can both find a little redemption in each other after all this time.
Either that, or she’s going to push me off the edge I’ve already been hurtling toward.
It’s going to hurt.
I’m handing her everything on a silver platter all over again.
Baby, don’t go breaking my heart.
Again.
Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~Weston
