I’ve always been a romantic. My mom used to tease me and say that my two great loves in life were art and love stories – and she wasn’t exactly wrong. But living in New York City made finding a boyfriend hard, especially when I worked a demanding job as a gallery assistant for someone who made “Boss From Hell” a whole new game.
And then, when I was least expecting it, I met Hugh and I was swept off my feet. He was handsome, charming, and, oh yeah, did I mention British? I knew it was wrong to hop into bed with him so quickly after we met. But I couldn’t resist – he was the most charming man I’d ever met.
When Hugh lied to me, I felt like my trust was broken forever. I couldn’t believe, or even understand, why he’d do such a thing. But as I was about to find out, sometimes life isn’t always black and white. And everyone has secrets, not to mention a reason for keeping them.
Was Hugh going to break my heart into a million pieces? Or, even scarier, would we fall so deeply in love that it obsessed us both?