Hey, sexy. Why haven’t you called?” The cooing sound came from behind me, and I glanced back over my shoulder to see a familiar-looking brunette. “Because I’m the asshole who never calls,” I replied with a wink.

I couldn't forget. I couldn't break. She had the power to break me. No one had ever been given that power, ever.

Goodbyes weren't all they were cracked up to be

I didn't need taming. I needed saving.

Or maybe I’d lost my soul already. I doubted God let someone like me keep any gift from him. It was highly likely I’d been born without one.

Having you close like this makes me forget the reasons why this won’t work. We will never work.

You feel real good, Lana. Makes me forget everything else