Gotta Have You, Cowboy (Ford Brothers Book 2)

Prologue: Charlotte

     Two months earlier....

I cannot believe he did this to me. I cannot believe that he broke my heart and dumped me a week after my parents' funeral. It seems he was in a hurry to get rid of me even before they were laid to rest. Almost five years with that man and planning a wedding with him. What was I thinking?

He only wanted me long enough to get his greedy hands onto my father's firm. You would think a high rated lawyer like himself would be able to get his own. But no, he had to use me to get what he wanted and played me like a fiddle. I do not even remember what I saw in him to be honest. All the arguments, time a part, the hurt, and it was all a game to him. A sick twisted game that he did whatever it took for him to win.

What did I do? I got revenge. Not the best idea in the world, I was not myself that night. I was a different person who was not using her head. I hurt myself in the process of getting even. I went to a bar; I drank one too many mixed drinks and I do not remember much of that night. The only thing I could remember was I did not leave alone. I cannot tell you his name, his hair color, or his height. I would not be able to pick him out in a line up, that was for sure. I was three sheets to the wind that night and I promised myself never again would I make that same mistake twice.

The next morning, waking up in a motel room alone, I knew that I had to get out of there. I had to run from the only home I ever had, I did not want to leave my hometown. Away from everyone I have ever known, a clean slate. A new place where no one would know my past. It might not sound like much to you, but it is a lot for me. In one week, my parents died, my fiancée dumped me, and I had my very first one-night stand. I am still not proud of that, and I know my parents would not be either.

That evening, I had my car loaded with everything I could fit in the back. Only taking the important items and clothes with me, I do not need a lot. I might have money, but I am a down to Earth girl who does not ask for much. I was raised to be happy and to work for what you have. At this moment all I have is the money my parents left me. Enough to live the rest of my life on, enough for a roof over my head and food on the table is all I really need in life.

I do not need all the fancy things money can buy; I do not deserve them. I do not deserve what life threw at me either, but it is what it is. I have nothing left, nowhere to go, and not one other soul in this world that I can turn to. I am all alone in this life, I have no one, and I most likely never will.

What can I do? All that I know for sure is that I am going to keep driving until I find what I am looking for. I need to find myself in this crazy, hectic universe. I need to learn how to love myself and how to be happy again. I am hoping that this road will lead me to that.