<p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite scorching and branding your very soul before you've taken that first breath. You're never given a chance to run from it.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>That's how I'd describe what happened to us.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips his touch...</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>The chase and the heat between us became addictive.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>Our nights together were a distraction one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>We should have paid more attention; we should have known that it would come to this.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>We both knew it couldn't last but that didn't change what we desired most.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>All we wanted was each other...</strong></p><p></p><p><em style=color: rgba(51 51 51 1)>This is the second book in the This Love Hurts trilogy and This Love Hurts book one must be read first.</em></p>