But now I'm out, and I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Everything is too loud, too busy, too overwhelming. And for a man who's used to every decision being made for him...well, let's just say I'm on the verge of doing something stupid to get sent back.
Until she walks in, that is.
She's dangerous, with her pink hair, sunny personality, and a body that makes me all too aware that I haven't been with a woman in eighteen years. But a woman like that, made of pure sunshine, should stay far away from a scarred, broken man like me.
Only she doesn't agree. And soon, I find myself spending way too much time with her. Feeding her. Laughing with her. Worrying about her.
But she can't be mine.
Because a man like me doesn't deserve a dream like her.