WE weren’t meant to be together. At eighteen, I knew this. Being ‘white trash’ didn’t mean I was stupid about ALL the ways it was wrong. Evan Lacuna was too old for me, too handsome, and I was raised to never trust a cop. I should have listened.
I didn’t want to FALL for him. But I did.
Years of trying to forget can’t erase the secret we share. Love can cost you everything. Because, sometimes, the secrets are so ugly, the good guys so bad, there is nowhere to go but DOWN.