Always the bridesmaid. Never the bride.

All my friends are falling in love and moving on, and here I am, aching for more.

Until one night when he walks into my bar.

He's six foot something of trouble.

I recognize his smirk and his jawline right away.

Simon Locke. Billionaire oil tycoon. Bad boy bachelor.

He's a walking neon red flag.

And for some reason all he wants to do is get to know me.

Maybe I never should have let him.

Half the country hates him, and right when I think I see the good side of him, I become a target for his enemies.

My friends are worried about me.

They're planning their weddings and I'm having tomatoes hurled at me by an angry mob.

I don't know if Simon is worth it.

But I know I might always wonder if I don't try.

I just can't help but wonder…

Really?

That jerk?