Down to Fall
A Love Happens Novel Book 5
A lust story. Only meant to be temporary.
A love story. Always meant to be permanent.
A hate story. Never meant to be.
This... is all three.
Nicole
It started in an elevator in California. Our lust story.
You
know, the kind you know going in is a bad idea, but... the nagging
desire and all. A few drinks in the hotel bar across from our workplace.
A few nights in a luxury suite twenty floors above. What could it hurt?
Innocent fun would be had by all, and I’d walk away a
well-satisfied woman. Ready to continue my life of brokenhearted
loneliness.
Grady
It started on a ridge in Afghanistan.
Our love story. You know, the kind you felt in your soul at first sight,
but... the tragic circumstances and all. Intentionally casual
conversation over Irish whiskey. Intentionally casual sex over the
course of two weeks. How could I refuse?
Guilt-ridden bonds would be
built, and I’d confess my darkest sin. Beg for forgiveness five years
overdue and clean my conscience along with it.
It started with the cold hard truth. Our hate story.
You know, the kind that could end a surprisingly beautiful beginning
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