There’s something so simple about dating the guy you know will hurt you, don’t you think? There’s no risking your feelings. No wondering whether your past will affect your future. Hello, my name is Sadie, and I am addicted to dating the wrong guy. Self-absorbed, cheaters, dangerous—you name it, I’ve dated it. Until I meet him. Makai Fleetwood. Six foot plus change. Brown eyes. Killer smile. … Killer smile. Hair so luscious it makes my insides quiver. A hairdresser’s wet dream (that’s me; I’m the hairdresser). A good guy. Friendship blooms. Then trust… I’m falling hard for the first time…
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