Wyatt MacNeill was my high school crush. Now he's my boss. But the boy who stole my teenage heart has now become the man who is the bane of my existence. He can’t stand the sight of me. He’s always glaring at me, and if he has to speak to me, it’s short and curt and all snappy. The grouch.
Wyatt
I want her, but I don’t want to want her. And I don’t just want her, I need her. And I don’t want to need her. Lexi’s not the kind you fuck and forget. She’s the kind you build forever with. And I am not the forever kind of guy. It nearly takes me too long to realize what everyone else seems to have known all along. Despite my own demons, despite the ghosts from her past...Lexi is mine.