Nora Skye has always been trusting and loyal but when her boyfriend, Luke, becomes distant and secretive, he leaves her with no other choice than to spy on him.
When Luke learns of what she has done, he discards her, forcing her to move back into her parent’s house.
Upon her arrival, she attends her sister’s wedding, where she meets the sexy, charismatic, and outrageously out of her league Jase Madsyn.
She knows his reputation, the mystery that surrounds him but that doesn’t stop her from experiencing the best night of her life.
Until the unthinkable happens.
With no memory of what happened to her, she finds both Jase and Luke at her side, vowing to keep her safe.
Could the man she chooses to keep her safe also be the man responsible for her pain?
He directs us on a narrow path towards a huge barn. I hesitate. “Are we headed to that barn, because you do realize I’m wearing heels, don’t you? Very beautiful pink stiletto heels with Swarovski crystals? I’m not prepared to show off my farming skills this evening.”
Jase’s eyes drop to my heels as I lift up the hem of my dress for him to get a better look. I can barely balance myself standing here. How can I possibly walk down a grassy unknown path?
He stops in his tracks. “I thought you might be tougher than that. Well, hop on then.”
“Excuse me?” Did I hear that right? Honestly, I guess I would like to hop on any part of him.
I have to find a way to stop these wayward thoughts about him, so I repeat my mantra—worst best man ever, arrogant, out of my league, and I add a new one, Luke. Just his name should be enough for me to run from another man.
Jase cocks his gorgeous head to the side and nods, “Come on, climb on.”
“I’m not climbing on.” I’m having enough of a reaction to Jase without bodily contact. I’m afraid that having my legs wrapped around him will cause me to overload. “I’ll just take my shoes off.”
I bend down to take them off when he says, “Well, you can, but I’m not sure what you’ll step in if you do. My uncle loves cows and horses, not to mention, I’ve seen my fair share of snakes.”
“Okay, okay, I get it.” Ugh. I guess that’s one way to get my legs around him. “Be gentle, but if you drop me, I’m kicking your ass!”
He lets out a breath, “Just get on. I promise I’ll be good.”
Trisha lives in a small Pennsylvania town with her two beautiful daughters, and husband. She loves reading, writing, and daydreaming.