Just One More Time

Then I walked away like it meant nothing—biggest mistake of my life.

Now I’m back in town, and avoiding Brooke Snyder is impossible. She’s in my office, in my head, and sleeping in the room next to mine.

She’s not that sweet, shy girl anymore. She’s bold. Beautiful. Still a little hurt—and dangerous to my self-control.

Every glance is a reminder of what I destroyed. Every brush of her skin is a torturous memory of ...