Dean Barclay had nothing to do with my decision to flee my previous life, but he’s 100 percent of the reason why I vowed never to look back.

I’ve never neglected how it sensed to follow Dean-dangerous, daring, determined-away from your masses and climb into his beat-up aged Trans Am. I was sixteen and gloriously alive for the very first time. When I felt his hands cover my leg and move upward, it had been over. I was his. Forever.

Until I still left. Him, my mom, and the trailer park. Without a lot as a goodbye.

Now Dean’s back, crashing uninvited into my carefully cultivated, neat small lawyerly existence. Eight years behind pubs have converted him rougher and bigger-and even more sexually challenging than any guy I’ve ever fulfilled. I can’t deny him anything…and that might just end up priced at me everything.