One night with him. That's all it took.

My disappointment in men began early on, being the daughter of the town drunk and experiencing a series of unfortunate relationships.

Is it any wonder why I nearly gave up on men altogether?

Or at least, that was my plan. Until I met Declan James — Hollywood's most eligible bachelor.

We swore it would only be one night. One night of wicked fun and we'd both go back to our own lives.

But, when he found himself on location in my hometown, the lines of our relationship began to blur and that's when things started to get complicated.

Just when I'd all but given up on the idea of love, I found myself falling for the one person I shouldn't. He wouldn't stay, and I wasn't cut out for Hollywood.

Were we doomed from the start?