It was a one-time thing, that night with Dane Badd. Or, at least, that was the idea. Brain-melting, earth-shaking, life-changing sex. The kind of sex you dream about for weeks and months after. The kind of sex that ruins you for anyone else.
And guess what this trauma-riddled dumpster-fire of a woman did during said sex to ruin it entirely? I had the mother of all panic attacks...my specialty. He didn't deserve it; he didn't deserve any of my crazy....which is a lot. Sure, I have my reasons, and good ones, but it's not the kind of thing you can just explain to people. No, it's better this way-he's better off without me. Which is why I left. I wish I could be what he wants, but I can't. I'm not. I don't think I ever can be. Dane Badd, however, has other ideas. * * * Lindsey Snelling. She's gorgeous, wickedly funny, and bitingly sarcastic-if you know anything about the Badd family, you know we love us some sarcasm. But beneath the snarky sarcasm, witty banter, inappropriate humor, and show-stopping curves, she's shut down and closed off. She's got walls a hundred miles high and a hundred miles thick. Nothing-no one-gets in or out. That night, though? The one night we shared? Yeah, the sex was beyond incredible...until she flipped out on me for no reason I can figure out. A hysterical meltdown of epic proportions...and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. I couldn't help. She wouldn't talk to me beyond screaming at me to leave; it was the hardest thing I've ever done, but I left. I just can't stay away. I try. God, I try. Weeks pass. She attends Duncan and Rune's wedding and flips out on me again later that night. This time, she leaves, and no one knows where she went. I have to find her. I love her. I'll do anything it takes to earn her trust, to be the safe place she needs. I'll do anything it takes to earn her love.
