All my life my nose was pressed to the proverbial window.
I could see what love was. I could see how someone in love should act.
I wasn’t loved.
I wouldn’t settle, I’d made myself a promise that no matter what, I wouldn’t settle for less than real, true love.
Is it possible to find true love from a biker? Justin Danes is a member of the Makers of Peace, MC. He’s hot, he’s sexy and he kisses like a god.
But he’s not for me.
You can’t make someone love you.
I should know.
I’m an expert.
I’m not going to try anymore. I can’t trust him to keep his word. I won’t trust him to be there for me, he’s already proven he won’t be.
Someone is out there for me. Somewhere.
Will I find the one to love me? Will Justin leave me along long enough to find out?