My name is Greer Walker. Mom of two. Friend. Daughter. Dance instructor. And, let€s not forget€"a woman scorned. For the twenty years my husband and I were together, I gave him my soul, my life, my everything. What did I get in return? Heart break, crows feet, stretch marks, and a slew of insecurities. You see, my douchebag ex-husband of fourteen years dumped me for a twenty-five year-old, real-life Barbie Doll with a large repertoire of medical enhancements. He crushed my heart. His affair destroyed me. There were signs€"lots of them€"but I didn't see what was right in front of me. Or maybe, I didn€t want to. Somewhere along the line, things changed. With my eyes wide open, I vowed to never go through that kind of heartache again. I don€t need someone to make me feel special or beautiful, or sexually charged. Hell, I can take care of that part on my own if you know what I mean. It€s been twenty years since I last dated. I have resigned myself to the fact that I€ll be alone. But€¦There€s always a but. And with age comes wisdom.
Like I said, I had come to grips with the fact that I€d always be alone€¦until gorgeous, dominant, and sexy Nick Costa walked into my life€"or rather drove right into it€"and made me feel all sorts of things that this woman right here has no business feeling. He has me asking myself questions that I never thought I€d hear myself ask.
Can I allow someone into my life again? Can I risk being hurt? Can Nick deal with all the insecurities the fallout of my marriage produced? I am thirty-nine, for crying out loud. Can I start all over again? Can I let go of the past and possibly move on with my future? Could Nick Costa be my future? You might want to stick around to discover the answers.