If only we’d met at a different time, under different circumstances. A time when we could’ve jumped in his car and taken off without a care in the world other than what crappy motel we’d stop at next.

But we didn’t.

No matter how fast he drove, we hadn’t been able to outrun our pasts. And ever since our last night together, I dreamed about him. About Talon. The man with the dark, haunting eyes, the gravelly voice. The man I gave my heart to.

Our love may have been rerouted...but it wasn't over.

Fate gave us a second chance.

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