The Gilroy Clan
Patrick is my friend
My best friend.
He’s .every good girl’s dream come true.
Funny, sweet and holy-hell hot.
So what’s the problem?
I’m far from perfect and I’m no one’s idea of a good girl.
I know that. I know he’s out of my league, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting him.
And if the way he looks at me when he thinks no one is paying attention is any indicator, he wants me too.
But he’ll never make a move on me. Not unless I make him. That’s what my friend Tess says. She thinks all Patrick needs is a little push. I think she might be right.
The last thing I expected was for him to push back.
Conner Gilroy was my brother’s best friend.
Popular. Smart. Gorgeous. With his cocky grin and perfect family, he was the fantasy of almost every girl I knew, including mine.
And for some reason, he wanted me.
Me, Henley O’Connell. The ugly bookworm with bright orange hair. Poor white trash with a quick temper and a chip on her
shoulder. He confused me and made me angry. He treated me like I was something more than what I was. Like maybe what I
wanted wasn’t just a silly fantasy.
Like maybe it was real.
Coming back wasn’t supposed to be forever, It was temporary. A way to find closure. A way to move on. To prove to myself that I was right. That Conner Gilroy forgot about me as soon as I left.
That I didn’t break his heart.
He isn’t at all who I remember. He’s surly and arrogant. He drinks too much and calls me Daisy. He scares me because
one look at him and I know that there is no going back to my perfect life. Eight years later, I still want what he promised me.
I want forever.
Ryan is broken. Damaged beyond repair. Angry and hostile toward everyone around him. Everyone but me. It makes no sense. We’re strangers. We barely know each other. But there’s no denying the way I feel when I see him. The things I want when he touches me. He tells me those things are impossible. That the way I feel is wrong. That what I want will never happen. Can’t happen. I should be afraid of him, but I’m not. I should stay away from him, but I can’t. Because I know Ryan isn’t as broken as he seems. He isn’t as unreachable as he wants to be. And if he’d let me in, what we could be together could fix us both.
I’m Patrick Gilroy.
Thoughtful. Considerate. Dependable.
Mr. Nice Guy.
That’s how Cari used to see me.
But that was before.
Before she moved in and made my life a living hell. Made me want things I’d convinced myself I could never have. Things that made me question who I really am.
And how far I’m willing to go to get them.
Because I never wanted to be just her friend. I’ve always wanted more.
A lot more.
Now that she’s pushed me over the edge, she’s going to find out just how much.
Now that I’ve had her, I’m not going to stop until I take it all.
Now I’m going to finish what Cari started.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.
Declan Gilroy is an assh*le.
Eight years ago, he pushed his way into my life and made himself at home.
Made me believe he was different.
Made me love him.
And then he destroyed me.
Broke my heart.
And I’ll never forgive him for it.
I’ve spent the last eight years watching him move on. Live his life like what he did to me meant nothing.
Like I meant nothing.
He might not love me anymore, but he still wants me.
That much I’m sure of.
I can see it in the way he looks at me.
Feel it in the way he kisses me.
I’ve waited eight long years to get even but it’s finally here.
The chance to make him hurt.
To destroy him.
And I’m going to take it.
Even if it destroys me, all over again.
I’m the broken Gilroy.
Or at least I was until Grace Faraday waltzed into my life with her mile-long legs, smart mouth, and quiet determination and decided I wasn’t as far gone as everyone thought.
She’s trying to make something of her life. For herself. For her daughter, Molly. The last thing she needs is a washed up soldier with a bum leg and a broken brain dragging her down, but the more I try to stay away from her, the deep her I sink. The more determined I become to save her from my bullsh*t, the faster I feel my resolve to do the right thing slip away.
Maybe I am broken.
Maybe I am beyond repair but Grace sees something in me. She makes me feel. Not like the man I used to be.
She makes me feel like the man I should’ve been—could’ve been—if my life had been different.
Grace is determined. She’s stubborn. She won’t give up on me.
All I know is I want her.
I like the way she looks at me.
The way she makes me feel, and I’m willing to do whatever I have to—be whoever she needs—in order to keep her.
I'm the Gilroy your mother warned you about.
I'm a simple creature.
I drink. I f*ck. I fight.
I like my life. I like my freedom. At least I did. But that was before she came back into my life and ruined it all.
As much as I want to blame her though, I can't. Because the simple life I've built myself, really isn't simple at all. It's a fortress I've constructed to keep her out. To keep her away because Henley O'Connell is dangerous to me in ways I can't even begin to describe.
A life without her is easier. Cleaner. That's what I keep telling myself and I'll keep saying it, over and over, until I believe it. Because Henley is the only woman I've ever really wanted.
And she's the only woman I can never really have.
Tess thinks I’m an assh*le. A liar. That I can’t be trusted. She’s right.
I’m all of those things and more.
I can’t be trusted.
I am a liar. I am an assh*le.
What she doesn’t get is that it’s her.
She's the reason.
She brings out the best and the worst in me.
Makes me who I am.
I don’t deserve Tess.
I know that.
But I want her.
And everything she knows about me, everything
she’s made me, makes me the guy who will stop at nothing to tame her.