My ex is living in my apartment. And in my head. And maybe still in my heart.

When Patrick broke my heart, I swore I was done. But when he showed up at the bar where I work directly after with the hottest girl I’d ever seen on his arm? That was it. Poof. Dead to me.

But life has a cruel sense of humor. And thanks to a twist of bad luck, Tricky, my broody, tatted-up ex, is crashing in my spare room. And I can’t quit thinking about what it felt like when he was mine.

I’m determined to keep my distance. To date someone else. To prove I’m finally over him. But the way he looks at me says he’s not finished with me. He’s not finished with us.

He’s the one mistake I swore I’d never make again.
Because this time, my heart won’t survive his last call.