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.<br/>That’s how I’d describe what happened to us.<br/><br/>Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch…<br/>The chase and the heat between us became addictive.<br/>Our nights together were a distraction, one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.<br/>We should have paid more attention; we should have known that it would come to this.<br/>We both knew it couldn’t last, but that didn’t change what we desired most.<br/><br/>All we wanted was each other…<br/><br/>This is the second book in the This Love Hurts trilogy and This Love Hurts, book one, must be read first.