I'm a glutton. I indulge in women because I can.
Carrick knows love is merely a shattered memory. Until Peyton stumbles into his arms and he steals a kiss.
One taste isn't enough. One touch would never satiate him. And he does what he's become accustomed to, he indulges in her.
A man hell bent on not falling in love, he pushes. But Peyton's not giving up.
Can they have forever while Carrick is haunted by a ghost from his past?
Contains mature themes.
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