Fractured Freedom

Maybe.

In my defense, it was Dante Reid - my crush, my first love, and the one I ended up pushing away.

Our paths split in opposite directions.

I went to college on one coast while he returned to work with the US Army on the other.

The end.

Or so I thought.

After graduating and attempting a bucket list of self-discovery, guess who I find standing outside the jail, bailing me out from a crime I didn’t commit?

Dante freaking Reid - this time with more muscles, more tattoos, and more demands.

One of which is to move in across the hall from him so he can keep me safe. Like I need protection after a little felony mix-up.

I don't.

Unless it's from him.

Because Dante has been my downfall before...

And living next to the guy I gave my innocence to a long time ago may actually end in my complete devastation.