Irrevocable

About this book

Our pasts were a part of us.Definitively.Irrevocably.Mine hijacked my dreams every night, drowning me in guilt and staining my hands red. It wasn’t just a part of me, it stole a piece of me—the piece that stopped me from letting people get too close. And I’d become pretty damn good at playing the untouchable asshole card just to keep them away. But apparently, Dakota Samuels didn’t get that memo. From the moment she accidentally walked in on me naked, she began to demolish any and every wall I’d