Some battles you don’t want to win…

I thought the Marines prepared me for everything.
I was mistaken.
Nothing could have prepared me for her . . . River Devereux.

She’s too sarcastic, too outspoken, too beautiful for her own good.
Her overly confident, no-holds back attitude rubs me the wrong way.
She gets in my face, pushes me back, and challenges everything I say.

Some days I want to put my hands around that pretty neck and squeeze...
But most of the time I just want to kiss her.

Liam. . . Even his name is a four-letter word.
He’s too rigid, too tall, and too sexy for his own ...

Some battles you don’t want to win…

I thought the Marines prepared me for everything.
I was mistaken.
Nothing could have prepared me for her . . . River Devereux.

She’s too sarcastic, too outspoken, too beautiful for her own good.
Her overly confident, no-holds back attitude rubs me the wrong way.
She gets in my face, pushes me back, and challenges everything I say.

Some days I want to put my hands around that pretty neck and squeeze...
But most of the time I just want to kiss her.

Liam. . . Even his name is a four-letter word.
He’s too rigid, too tall, and too sexy for his own good.
His arrogant, irritating, and cocky attitude gets under my skin.
He watches me, corrects me, and judges everything I say.

Some days I want to put my hands around his neck and strangle him...
But most of the time I just wonder what it would be like if I gave in.

When we met it was hate at first-sight. Who could have guessed hate is exactly what we needed?