Most people are only lucky enough to find love once in their life. Then there's me. I buried my first love only to be smacked in the face with a second when I wasn't looking for it. This woman is a force of nature, wild, reckless, and completely untamable. I've played by her rules for years, but I'm done now. Second chances only work if both parties are willing, and I'm just too damn old to keep chasing after someone who doesn't want to be caught. I regret my decision to give up on her as soon as I make it. Because, of course, that's precisely when she'd need me the most. I find myself in a race against time to save the woman I love because I won't lose again.