She’s far too old for me, but age is just a number. Crazily enough, I’ve loved her since I was a little boy. But I’m not little anymore. And she’s a widow now.
No way in hell I’m letting this chance go by now that I’m in her hometown. I don’t give a damn what people say. The biggest struggle is to get this beautiful woman to see me as more than a rowdy Dawson boy. I’ve got more to offer her than any man she might find.
Prying my way into her life isn’t going to be easy, but it’ll be more than worth it. My heart is already hers. Time to add in my future, my money, and my body. Hope she’s willing to light up the night with me.
‘Cause there’s a storm rolling in. Me.
Note: This is a standalone story.