“Sherry Jasmine Clayton… I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
I wasn’t ready for it then.
He was my anchor.
And then he wasn’t.
As swiftly as we’d fallen, he let me go.
Two years later, a phone call sends me running back to the last place where I thought I’d be – Fortuity.
The plan is to stay for a couple of weeks before I return to Chicago, keeping my head low and avoiding trouble.
Problem is, Chase starts to make my walls crumble. Only he’s not interested about the past. He insists we make one harmless deal – keeping the peace for as long as I’m here.