High school sweethearts don’t last. That’s what everyone told me after she left, after I broke us.
With the abrupt turn my life has taken, hoping for forgiveness is an indulgence I can’t yet afford. In the meantime, being dubbed the broody bartender by Landry’s nosey residents seems to have its perks—it keeps people and distractions away.
Until she walks into my bar.
Her beauty, her touch, it haunts me. Having Willa back here is nothing but a tempting distraction.
She returned home for her veterinary internship, and is relentless. She acts like we’re friends. No matter how much I glower, brush her off, or walk away, she’s always there. A cruel reminder of what I gave up.
Of what may never be.
Because I have commitments. I’ve made promises. And they don’t include getting involved with Willa again, not yet—no matter how my body reacts when she’s around. No matter how her heated stares, alluring curves, and provocative sweetness call to me.
She might be the light to my darkness. The woman I still love. But none of that matters.
Because she’s not staying and I can’t leave.