My name is Fallon, but at my old school I was known as ‘slut.’ No one has ever looked beneath the surface to see the girl that hides behind the careless facade I wear like armor. Instead, they see a pretty face, a nice body—someone that is willing to be used, if even for a precious minute, so that I can feel wanted…needed. I’m the girl a guy walks away from and never gives a second thought to.
I think I’m unlovable, and I know I’m broken. No one has ever cared about me; they all see through me as if I’m not even there.
But then ‘they’ see me.
The night Blake and I meet is the first time I feel that someone has really noticed me. From that moment on, he won’t forget me, and he won’t walk away. Blake gives me the kind of attention I’ve never experienced before.
Then there’s Nick. He offers me silent solace, and those gray eyes of his seem to peel back the layers of my armor. It’s as if he understands the real me, and I soon learn that his home life is similar to my past. The darker parts of my soul don’t scare him, and his own darkness draws me to him.
Blake and Nick see something in me that I can’t even begin to understand, and as long as they’ll have me, I will be theirs. Yes, I said theirs. I can’t choose between them, not when they both touch my soul in different ways.
I hate rules. I think that rules are meant to be broken, and whoever said you can’t be in a relationship with two different guys is wrong. Now if I can only convince Blake and Nick…