Overview

When my parents invited Liam to spend the summer vacation in our house in Italy, I nearly bailed on the trip. Deadly charismatic, wickedly handsome, and straight to the bone, Liam hated me since high-school, and I returned the compliment.

Yet, when I saw him wearing that cut-out T-shirt, running a hand through his blond hair, effectively ignoring me all the time, something twisted inside of me. Days merged together, and all I could look at was his body. All I could think of was one embarrassing dream I had of him. Before I knew it, I was swept off my feet.

The pain of falling in love with him paid off when I mustered the courage to tell him. By then, it was too late.

If I had acted earlier, we would have had more time. Now, as the vacation was coming to an end, and all my dreams were coming true, Liam and I had to face the fact that we could never have our happily ever after.