I thought the ring on my finger would do the trick and keep men away. All I wanted was to save my heart from shattering–again. The truth is, I’m not married. The ring was just a ploy–a ploy to keep me safe, protected from pain.
But then Marcus Riley came along with his goofy pick-up lines, and he saw right through the facade. He knew the truth, and he wanted me. God help me, I wanted him too–in so many ways. But love is a risk, a painful, scary risk. One I’m too afraid to take.
He’s the one risk worth taking.
But it just might come at a price