I'm done. Getting ditched at the altar is nothing compared to being humiliated there in front of three hundred shocked guests. Apparently I'm no good at spotting the signs your man's a cheating liar. So I set off solo on my honeymoon to Hawaii, where I realize I've got this life thing down just fine on my own.
Friendships and laughter? Yes. Adventures? Absolutely. But relationships? Hell no. Never again.
Knox
I'm a man of few words. My reputation as a moody prick is deserved, but only the handful of people who really know me see the man beneath the professional mask. I'm a protector. A warrior. That part is true. But the world doesn't get to see the rest of me. And women don't seem to mind my gruff exterior-my bed's always warm.
I'm content with life-loving it, even-or so I thought. But when I meet a beautiful pastry chef with a broken heart and a smile that softens me down to my soul, I realize I wasn't really content at all before her. I only wish I had the words to let her know.