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.