If You Never Come Back

I hate Valentines Day for one reason and one reason only: Wes Paulsen.

He came into my life like a wrecking ball one year ago today. After an incredible night together, we were inseparable for months. Id never been happier in a relationship—neither had he. We were just starting to build a life together when everything changed...

Turns out Wes was hiding things from me—big things. I wanted to work through it, but he walked out, never giving me—never giving us a chance. I didnt know how Id be able to get over him, but I threw myself into my art. After months of working nonstop to escape the memories of Wes, my careers finally taking off and what do you know—Wes walked back into my life. Once again on Valentines Day.

One year to the day that we met.

Ive spent six months hardening my heart. It should be easy to reject him, to tell him Ive moved on. But hes doing everything—and more—to win me back. Hes being the boyfriend Ive always wanted. Itll take everything in me to resist him—Im not even sure if I can. But Ill sure as hell try.