Made to Break
Avalon:
I’m a one time kind of girl. I’ve gone my whole life without being in a relationship because I don’t need to be in one to get what I want from one… sex.
If my parents taught me anything, it’s that you can only truly rely on yourself. Not the type of lesson I expected to learn in elementary school when my dad walked out on us and my mom put drugs and alcohol before me in order to cope, but it was a lesson I’ve lived by ever since. I don’t need a guy to break my heart because I have enough heartbreak to last me a lifetime. So, I live by three rules: No sleepovers. No repeats. And absolutely no strings.
Everything changes though when I wake up in the bed of Rockford hockey player, Zeke Harris. Zeke is exactly what I don’t need in my life, and I’d rather jump off a bridge than ever end up in bed with him again. The problem is, that night was the best night of my life, and my body’s screaming at me to do it all over again. So when he proposes a no-strings relationship, sex and nothing else, I can’t help but give in. After all, I already broke one rule—
What’s the worst that could happen?
Zeke:
Her cancer consumes me. Every day I wonder if I’ll have to say goodbye to the one constant in my life… my mom. I feel like no one understands and maybe it’s because I never let anyone in enough for them to understand, but I don’t want to just be the guy with the sick mom.
Which is why my friends see me as a carefree playboy. It’s easier to sleep around and avoid connections, than to actually let anyone in. Last time I did that, I got hurt, and I promised myself I’d never get into a relationship again. All I need is sex. It helps me escape my reality long enough to give me peace. And once we go our separate ways, we never see each other again, to avoid attachments. That’s how it has to be… until Avalon.
The only girl I’ve ever met with a no-strings rule of her own. Which I thought would be a good thing. not having to worry about her chasing me down after our hookup, I never thought I’d be the one chasing after her. Not to be my girlfriend or anything, but to give her a proposition. We both want the same thing out of the arrangement, the best sex of our lives and nothing else. After all—
I’m not the type of guy to fall in love.
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