I’m a screw-up. Proof? On my first day back in town, I accidentally assaulted an officer, who also happens to be my brother’s best friend…and the only man I’ve ever loved.

The thing is, that’s only a blip on my record of mistakes. And believe me, the list is so long it could practically be two—one for all my usual screw-ups and the other for all my mistakes involving Hayes.

My tendency to make colossal mistakes around him is why I left town in the first place. He was like a jagged piece of glass pushing into all my open wounds. I needed time to heal.

Now I’m back, more broken than when I left, and clearly still making bad decisions.

The problem with being the screw-up is that someone is always bound to make you face your mistakes. My heart isn’t ready for him to be the one who makes me face my demons, though, especially when he refuses to confront his own.