Suspicious Hearts

I didn't want to love Jake Johnson. He was the boy I fell in love with, my brother's best friend, the man who took my heart. But sometimes love doesn't listen. The night we first kissed was my slap back to reality - the moment I realized he would never see me as more than a little sister. I did the only thing I could think of that would insure it never happened again. I moved away. Now, three years later, faced with a betrayal that pushes me to my limits, I'm thrown back into the arms of the man I'd sworn I left for good - the one who'd seen me through everything.

The night I met John Eaton I knew I should run. I didn’t know if it was his confidence, his deep brown eyes, or his smile - a mixture of little boy and pure devil at the same time. Just the sight of him left me unsteady. After being constantly uprooted throughout my childhood, I craved a home, and John was the antithesis of that. I needed stability, and he was the man standing on a bar, a bottle of whisky in one hand, and tequila in the other.