Johnny Moore is the one person I need to stay away from. He’s hot as sin and has a Southern accent that brings me to my knees.
But he broke my heart 12 years ago, and the last thing I need is for him to break it all over again.
We were both orphans. While Johnny Moore was the product of alcohol and bad decisions, he never let his family define him. And me? Well, let’s just say that my mother’s unwanted pregnancy almost destroyed her family name, and leaving me behind was the best decision she ever made.
Johnny and I made a pact all those years ago—never leave. Two simple words that always gave me hope. Something solid to lean on when things got tough. But I guess promises are meant to be broken. The memory of Johnny walking away on his 18th birthday will forever be burned into my heart like a brand.
Ten years of forgetting him. Ten long years of forging my own path and trying to make my dreams come true...without him. Nothing could have prepared me for the series of events that brought me back to Pebble Brook Falls and face-to-face with Johnny Moore. The very man I wanted nothing more than to forget.
And nothing could have prepared me for the man that was the embodiment of my weaknesses. With his towering height, southern accent, and a smile that made me weak in the knees, I was completely helpless against him. He had been my first for everything, and I mean everything. And even though I knew he was the only person who could break my heart, the moment I laid my eyes on him after 10 years, I knew I wanted him to be my last—my forever.
The only question was—would he even want me to stay?