Kayla had only two dreams: to work hard, save enough for college, and to one day fall in love with a man who would cherish her just as deeply. She promised herself that all her firsts, especially her first kiss, would be with him, and no one else. Then came Aiden, blunt, emotionally closed-off, and completely lacking in social awareness. And the first thing he did? Shatter the careful plans Kayla had built for herself. Life, it turns out, has a way of stealing moments you thought you'd control. --- Excerpt. My heart pounded and my palms turned clammy. I could feel myself spiraling as I brought trembling fingers to my swollen lips. My first kiss. My stolen first kiss. "You... you..." A tear slid down my cheek, and I wiped it away with frustration. He took something that wasn't his to take, something I had saved for someone who would love me, someone I would love in return. My soulmate. I didn't know how to make sense of it all. It had happened so fast. "Relax, princess," he said with a scoff. "It's just a kiss. No need to overreact." His words hit me like a slap and sank like a punch to the gut. He stole it. And he didn't even care.