Tell No Lies by Lauren Kiser

The wrong match taught him who he was.
The right one showed him he was enough.

I called off my own wedding.
Not because I stopped lovin’ her. Because I loved her enough to see what I couldn’t give her—and who could.
Noble? Stupid? Both? Was still workin’ that one out.
What I needed was a stiff drink and a dark corner to disappear into. What I got was an anonymous hookup to prove I wasn’t as broken as I felt.
Then our paths crossed again the next morning on my best friend’s ranch in Big Sky country, and pretendin’ she was just one reckless night got a helluva lot harder.
Calvin didn’t let people in. Knew that before she had to tell me. It was in the way she held herself—like she always had one foot out the door and wanted you to know it.
But every now and then, she let somethin’ slip.
A laugh she didn’t mean to give me. A moment she forgot to guard. The way she looked at me when she thought I wasn’t payin’ attention.
I was always payin’ attention.
And every bit and piece she gave me of her past had me thinkin’ she was startin’ to stay.
But if she didn’t? Wasn’t so sure I’d survive lettin’ this one go.