Natalie had always been a fairly happy girl with a life that she was content with. At least until six months ago when her lifelong best friend, with who she had shared everything with up until that point, suddenly decided that they needed to end their friendship with no warning. The life that she had known and loved shattered around her, taking her with it. Now, she's closed herself off from everyone around her and made a vow to herself to never let anyone in again in an effort to never have to go through that pain again.
For six months, her plan had gone smoothly and seemed fail-proof. That is until Riley, who happens to be way too handsome and charming for his own good, abruptly finds his way into her life and flips her world upside down. No matter how much she pushes him away and tries to keep her vow, she keeps finding herself in situations that could ruin everything she's worked so hard for. The more she's around him and is struck by the light he brings into the world, the harder it becomes to keep her vow, and herself, safe. Her life starts to spin out of her control as she tries to figure out what Riley really wants, who he really is, and why her gut keeps telling her that there is more to him than she could ever imagine.
As if her plate wasn't already full enough, she's also troubled with trying to figure out why Colton has been acting the way he has and why he really left her. Natalie's life has become anything but simple. But it can only go up from here, right? Wrong. The catastrophic rollercoaster that has become her life has only just begun. Will Natalie ever be able to let down the walls guarding her heart or will she miss out on any

Remember Me

 I wake up facing the pillow with my hand laying on top of it and the tops of my fingers tangled with the tops of his. My heart stutters in my chest as I go utterly still in the bright morning light filling the room. When I hear his deep, even breathing, I edge sideways, slipping my fingers out of his- closer to the edge of the bed- and go over the side with an ungainly tumble. I land with a thump and a scream that wakes Connor, who bolts up, then leans over and peers over the side of the bed in confusion. 


 His voice is a sexy, throaty rasp when he asks me, “Why are you on the floor?” 


 “I’ve heard rolling out of bed in the morning helps you build up resistance to surprise attacks,” I answer drily, lying sprawled on the hardwood. 


 “Oh yeah?” He sits back up and rubs his eyes. “What does screaming ‘holy crap’ do?” 


 “That part’s optional.” I get to my feet with as much dignity as I can muster. 


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