I wished for a New Year’s Eve kiss, but I fell in bed with him.

We weren’t going to let his brother, or my best friend know. Ever. We were going to take this secret to our graves.

Boyd Rivers had his rules – one night only.

I had mine – no more douchebags.

I lived in Amsterdam and he lived in New York. There was no chance to run into each other, but fate kept bringing us together.

We had NOTHING in common…except amazing sexual chemistry.

He broke his rules for me. I realized I judged him too soon.

Hooking up from time to time was PERFECTLY fine ….until fate threw us a gigantic CURVEBALL.

I thought it was just no-strings-attached sex between us…but is it really not about love?

***Not About Love is the second book in the "This Love" series but can be read as a standalone***