It was a one-time thing, that night with Dane Badd. Or, at least, that was the idea. Brain-melting, earth-shaking, life-changing sex. The kind of sex you dream about for weeks and months after. The kind of sex that ruins you for anyone else.
And guess what this trauma-riddled dumpster-fire of a woman did during said sex to ruin it entirely? I had the mother of all panic attacks...my specialty.
He didn't deserve it; he didn't deserve any of my crazy....which is a lot. Sure, I have my reasons, and good ones, but it's not the kind of thing you can just explain to people.
No, it's better this way-he's better off without me.
Which is why I left.
I wish I could be what he wants, but I can't. I'm not. I don't think I ever can be.
Dane Badd, however, has other ideas.
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Lindsey Snelling. She's gorgeous, wickedly funny, and bitingly sarcastic-if you know anything about the Badd family, you know we love us some sarcasm. But beneath the snarky sarcasm, witty banter, inappropriate humor, and show-stopping curves, she's shut down and closed off. She's got walls a hundred miles high and a hundred miles thick. Nothing-no one-gets in or out.
That night, though? The one night we shared? Yeah, the sex was beyond incredible...until she flipped out on me for no reason I can figure out. A hysterical meltdown of epic proportions...and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. I couldn't help. She wouldn't talk to me beyond screaming at me to leave; it was the hardest thing I've ever done, but I left.
I just can't stay away. I try. God, I try. Weeks pass. She attends Duncan and Rune's wedding and flips out on me again later that night. This time, she leaves, and no one knows where she went.
I have to find her.
I love her.
I'll do anything it takes to earn her trust, to be the safe place she needs.
I'll do anything it takes to earn her love.
