Love Me, I Dare You
He was reckless. I was innocent. Our love was destined to fail. Until the day he came back. That was the moment everything changed.
Bailey
Nash Bishop was careless, arrogant and, frankly, a tad self-destructive. A ticking time bomb who constantly threatened to take down anything or anyone in his path. In a small town like the one we lived in, that meant total destruction. After a fateful summer ten years ago, I was living proof of what happened when the bomb finally went off. I was a casualty of his war against Crossroads. His war against me. A naïve yet terribly misguided girl who led with her heart, not with her mind. A heart he broke into a million jagged shards when he rode away into the sunset, without me. A decade of hating him for what he’d done to me, erased by the mere sight of him as he wandered into my bar one rainy night. It was at that moment I knew I’d take him back. Nash was my brother’s best friend and my first everything, but now I wanted him to be only mine until the end. He’d dared me not to fall in love, but I warned him it was inevitable.
Nash
From the day I was born, it was written in the stars I’d be trouble. Born into the no-good Bishop Clan—the outlaws of Crossroads—there was no place for me other than in the mouths of every Nasty Nellie this town harbored. From my troublesome days out on the ranch with my three brothers, to my daredevil years riding down dirt roads with my best friend Jase, my future was written in stone. Bad as the seed who fathered me, careless as the woman who birthed me. Fated to amount to nothing of worth. Yet Bailey King saw more. My best friend’s little sister was as good as it got. An angel amongst the heathens who lived in this wretched town. But I did the one thing I swore to never do. I tainted her. Ruined her pristine innocence with the wretchedness that lived within me. And after that careless night, I was exiled. Cursed to live my life as far away from her as I could. Until I was summoned back home and saw the naive girl I dreamt of for over a decade was now a woman I could no longer ignore. Even if it meant I’d go to hell and back to make her mine.
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