Wild Love

Nine years ago, I let the girl of my dreams go. My Firecracker, the girl I dated for five months without knowing her name-the girl I fell in love with over nightly phone conversations, names held back but souls laid bare. Then life tore us apart. Before we said goodbye, I made her promise not to let go of what we had-to believe our paths might cross again one day. I've held on to that promise. Even when it's felt ridiculous and useless, I've held on to that hope that maybe our lives would twine together again. That maybe I'd finally find the love I've been longing for all this time. I'm starting to believe I'm destined to be alone when the universe throws her in my path again. And when we find each other, it's like stars colliding. It's fast and overwhelming and everything. Everything we've both been searching for. Neither of us wants to waste a second-we've waited long enough. Our lives are different now. More complex, with scars threatening to rip open and make us bleed. But I don't care. I can't care. I'll fight. I've lost enough in my life, and losing Hollie Moore a second time isn't an option. I'll do whatever's needed to protect her, us, and the beautiful, wild love burning between us.