Lexie
I’ve been alone most of my life.
I guess that’s why it started. The drinking … the men.
They filled a lonely void, but lately the hit of dopamine they provide fizzles before it begins.
I’m caught in a loop. It’s a repetitive cycle I can’t escape.
No one noticed I’ve been drowning in it.
Until Ash Taylor came to town. He extended his hand to me, but I’ve been reluctant to grab hold.
Why? Because he’s a straight up American hero.
I don’t want to pull him down with me.
But he won’t give up. Now, he has his entire club following me around.
I’ve managed to dodge them at every turn.
So, imagine my surprise when I wake up at their cabin, cut off from the outside world.
I’m angry, but as time goes on, I begin to see they might just be the real deal.
Can I trust them?
