Nico Carfano walked back into my life at the worst possible moment. Or, perhaps the best possible moment if I wasn’t so stubborn…
Cassandra f*cking Connelly is my fantasy girl I let walk away.
I promised her a weekend of fun, nothing more, but that was before I found out how addictive she was.
It was easier to keep my distance when I was in New York, but when I have to go back to Atlantic City, it takes every ounce of strength I have to not show up at her door so I can remind her how good we were.
