Currently on hold. SEQUEL TO BULLETPROOF. can be read as a standalone if you want.

SEQUEL TO 'THE GIRL AND THE STORMS!' "I think, if he was a book, he'd be the one you throw across the room, then hours later, pick it up again and leaf through it's pages." Book 2 of Rich Kids series. Recommended to read The Girl and The Storms first. 2018, All Rights Reserved.

Sequel • Worth Fighting For It is commonly known and spoken that time heals all wounds. But what they don't tell you is that those wounds remain, leaving behind a plastic film of torment and affliction with those subconscious memories nudging you like an old friend from the past. It can be four years. Four years of moving on and thinking that you're healed with the replacement and reminder of a child you couldn't love more even if you tried. Savannah had herself convinced that she'd moved on from Joshua Parker, but she was not too naïve to know that even if wounds heal, they will leave behind the scar that can't be forgotten about as easily as you would think.

Workaholic wedding planner Sophia gets the surprise of her life when her new clients' best man turns out to be her ex-boyfriend. ***** When taking on new clients, Sophia Coleman expects the same old routine - wake up, go to work, go home, binge The Bachelor, go to sleep, repeat. What she doesn't expect is her ex-boyfriend, Carter Stone, to be the groom's best man. His sudden appearance throws her off, and she refuses to let anyone - let alone a guy - get in the way of her success. Especially not after the last time. Planning a wedding in three months is hard enough, but between cake tastings and dress shopping, there's Carter's cheeky smile and relentless charm. As the big day gets closer, so do Sophia and Carter, until all that's standing between them is their history. Can Sophia say yes to a second chance, or will this rekindled romance get left at the altar?

"Oh you will fall for me eventually." He said pressing me against the wall. "How are you so sure about that?" I asked. "Good girls always fall for the bad boys, trust me." He said smirking. His hands travelled to my waist, and then he pulled me close.