Some say love can be an addiction. Others say it's the thing that makes life worth living. Let me tell you everything I know about love...Love isn't patient, love isn't kind. Love is a game, a chase. A thrill. Love is wild and war-like, and every man and woman must fight for themselves. At least that's how it was for me. A high-priced virgin call girl by the time I started college, I was addicted to love and to sex. Even though I've never had either. I controlled love, played it, and held the world in the palm of my hands. Then I fell down from those highs, and I'm being blackmailed for all my mistakes, forced to keep secrets from everyone, except the only guy I don't regret.
With all the other women, I knew what they were. They were temporary. They were pills, they were bottles, they took away all the pain, and numbed the awful memories that wore down my ragged, wasted heart. Until I met Harley. She's the only girl I ever missed when she walked away. But now she's back in my life, every day, and there are no guarantees for us, especially since I don't know how to tell her my secrets. What happened to my family. All I know is she's the closest I've ever come to something real, and I want to feel every second of it.
How can you love with no regrets when regret is all you know?
Hensley and Trey are both sex addicts that have a brief run in before accidentally running into each other in the same addiction group. From there their relationship grows as bound by the rule of recovery. While Hensley isn't a virgin her actions as a high priced call girl is what brings her in. The one thing that I found myself disagreeing with time and again with the plot line to this story was my inability to believe Hensley when she refers to her self as a whore or hooker. It just didn't fit, for me. I still enjoyed this story and wanted to get to the point of no return for the couple.