Lexi Bissen

Are we, or aren't we? Conrad has been toying with me for too long, and enough is enough. He needs to decide if he wants to keep me or finally let me go.Conrad DugrayFalling in love was never part of my plan. I was supposed to graduate college and prepare to join the family business. My family's expectations of me as the oldest son were far too high, and they were becoming harder to reach.Emree was never supposed to be the girl I fell for. My family already had a future wife in mind for me and they would never accept someone with Emree's background. I tried to push her away on multiple occasions, but it was becoming more difficult each time. Once my family found out about her, they would destroy anything we had.Emree AndersBeing in love with a man who didn't seem to want to be with you was a special kind of torture. Conrad constantly pushed me away and just when I thought I was over him, he was back again, claiming he couldn't go another day without me.My heart couldn't take the tug-of-war game he continued to play with it, and I feared it might shatter the next time he pushed me away. I needed to stand my ground and make him decide if he wanted me or he would have to let me go.

There was a sadness in her clear, gray eyes that I could see she tried to hide. A fight with her inner demons she didn't want to show anyone...Camden CollinsLife was going well for me. I was on the right track: captain of the soccer team, grades were passing, and I had the respect of my team. Girls threw themselves at me. It was every twenty-year-old's dream.Then I saw her...One look at her, and it all changed. Something about her drew me in. A sense of protectiveness to guard this small, sad girl. In her eyes, I could see the fight she had within herself...and I wanted to be there for her. To protect her and be someone to lean on while she fought whatever it was. Nothing else seemed to matter but the dark-haired, beautiful girl I couldn't stay away from.Blaire WentworthI wasn't the same girl I was four years ago. My life was stolen from me one night and I'd never have the chance to get old me back. Now I was just existing, not living. I went through the motions of my everyday routine, staying quiet and keeping to myself. Trusting and letting people in was a constant struggle.Until he showed up...I'd never seen someone like him before. Not once had I described a guy as beautiful, but that's what he was. He struck something in me, and I didn't know how to handle that. I was chasing nightmares no one knew about. Ones I kept to myself for a reason. Could I let this new person into my life that I had kept closed off from many for far too long? What if I let my guard down and he ended up destroying me?And that became my greatest fear...