I thought I saw stars fall from the night sky as Caden held me down gently on the hood of the car, his hand kneading up my round, smooth thigh until I felt his hand on my underwear and hooked his fingers to it.
I gasped when I felt the fabric slip slowly down to my knees and my ankles and Caden threw it on top of my head with his eyes gazing at me with the hungry desire to claim me as his—for the second time.
And I never expected that the second time would be the sweetest. The most nerve-wracking after our five years of suppressed longing to be with each other again. It was the bravest thing I ever did to admit to myself that I still love the same person who shattered me so many times and would rather take the damage than lose him forever.
It was crazy. It was stupid. But I didn’t car
