People say Derek Gentry is a wild player who is good for only one thing.
Even from a distance he’s like a neon sign that reads: ‘I AM THE WORST IDEA YOU EVER HAD.’
And I’m not tempted, no matter how hot he is.
I’ve heard the rumors. I know his story.
But I’ve got my own scars. I don’t need his, no matter how troubled his background might be.
Despite his muscled, blue-eyed good looks, he’s definitely just heartbreak wrapped in a seductive package.
However, I didn’t plan on falling into his arms on the worst night of my life.
I didn’t plan on initiating a chain reaction of events that neither of us saw coming.
And I didn’t plan on needing him so much I can hardly stand it.
I thought I knew who Derek was.
But it turned out I didn’t know anything at all.
Everyone has a history.
Mine’s a little worse than most.
I’ve hurt my family. I’ve hurt people I never even knew. I’ve hurt myself.
And I’ve been hiding at the bottom of a bottle for so long I’m not sure how to do things differently.
At first Paige didn’t seem like the type who would ever be able to handle a guy like me.
Little did I know what kind of mysteries she’s been keeping inside.
Now I can’t get her out of my head.
We could help each other.
Or we could destroy each other.
Right now it’s anyone’s guess.