Love and Chaos

How could a love that feels so right ever be wrong? Shane Wilder: pro surfer, dream chaser, thief of my heart-and completely off-limits. It was infatuation at first sight. On our first date, he took me to watch the fireworks. It was a magical night of stolen kisses and whispered confessions under the stars. But it all came to a screeching halt when he asked the one question I'd been dreading: "How old are you, Remy?" Right guy, wrong time. There was too much at stake, and he didn't want to cross the line. So, I told him I would wait for him. I never meant to lie. I never meant to ruin his life. I destroyed him. Now I'm back, begging for a chance to right my wrongs and fix what I've broken. Only this time, I hope that loving Shane Wilder will be enough to save him.

Dylan St. Clair is chaos. And chaos always leaves a trail of destruction in its wake. I just never expected it to be my heart he destroyed. I've had a crush on Dylan St. Clair ever since he climbed into my bedroom window ten years ago. Wrong window, Romeo. I was eleven. He was seventeen. A bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks with a chip on his shoulder and fresh bruises from his latest fight, he went on to play the starring role in all my teenage fantasies. But I always knew he was off-limits. So, over the years, I gave up wishing and hoping we could ever be together. Until he kissed me on a cold beach one starry winter's night. Until he said those five words that changed everything. I picked the wrong sister.