I hate him. I really, really hate him. But once, in what feels like another lifetime, I was so in love with him I couldn't imagine life without him. He was like oxygen to me. I needed him. Hell, I actually thought I'd curl up and die without him. Why wouldn't I? He told me he would love me forever. He told me his love was like the stones the pyramid builders used. So massive and enduring they stand for centuries. Rain, shine, sand storm. Nothing can destroy them. Not even time. So I built my dreams on those massive stones that would stand in the face of all adversity. My dreams had children running in them, even a long Christmas table full of laughing grandchildren. But he lied. In one fell swoop, he betrayed me, and shattered all my beautiful, living, breathing dreams into a million pieces. Now, the hateful man is back... with an indecent proposition for me. I won't accept it. I will never, ever accept, even if my body cries desperately for his lips, his mouth, his hands, his skin, his... No, Max. You may be the best-looking man I've ever laid eyes on, but I won't give you a second chance to ruin me.