Pretend I’m Yours

Heartbroken, destroyed, and on the edge of despair.

That’s how I felt for two years after my wife died, leaving me all alone with our baby.

I sucked it up and kept going for my little girl… but I wasn’t living. I was only existing.

Then I met Larkin, my gorgeous blonde neighbor. She’s got curves that my hands ache to hold, and toffee-colored eyes that beg me to do unspeakable things to her.

I don’t want to want her. I don’t want to look at her, and I definitely don’t want to long for her.

I want to avoid her.

Except… I can’t. Everywhere I go, everything I do, I am brought back to Larkin.

And when we finally cave, falling into bed together... It’s f**king explosive and passionate and deep. It feels as essential as breathing.

I’m starting to fall in love with Larkin… but it was never supposed to turn into this.

If I want a future with Larkin, I have to figure out how to let go of the past.

And nothing has ever felt so good and hurt so bad.