Undeniable

When We Were Eleven, Oliver Ford Pemberton Dared Me To Jump Off A Barn Roof. He Said You Couldn't Break A Leg From A 12-foot Jump. He Lied. (you Can Also Break A Collarbone, Which Served Him Right As Far As I Was Concerned.) I Wish I Could Say It Was The Last Dare I Ever Took From Him, The Last Bet I Ever Made With Him, The Last Time I Ever *trusted* Oliver Ford Pemberton. But It Wasn't. Because He Had The Nerve To Grow Up Gorgeous, Charming, And Sexy. And As We Got Older, The Dares Only Got Dirtier-and The Betting Stakes Higher-until Finally, He Left Me In Pieces. I Swore I'd Never Talk To Him Again. But Twenty Years After I Took That Flying Leap, He's Back In My Life, Daring Me To Risk Everything For Him: My Job, My Self-worth, And My Heart. How Many Chances Does True Love Deserve?