I haven't seen Miles Thatcher in years. Seven to be exact. Not since the day we buried my best friend and his younger sister. A lot has changed since then. I'm now a college senior and no longer the innocent girl who once harbored a secret crush on my best friend's older brother. And Miles is no longer the sweet boy I fell head over heels for. Now he's just another Manhattan alpha-hole with a huge bank account and an even bigger ego. But one thing hasn't changed. I'm still a fool who can't get over him. And he's still a man so blinded by grief that he can't see what's right in front of his eyes. Me. Maybe we both have some unfinished business to resolve if we want to move forward. But letting go may mean losing my heart in the process.
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