Chasing After You (Reckless Love #1)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

I DIDN’T MEAN to fall in love with Henry Price.

Does anyone ever choose to fall in love? Sometimes I wonder if that’s why they call it falling in love. No one ever means to fall down—you trip, lose your balance, or maybe someone pushes you, but it’s not something anyone chooses to do.

So . . . yeah. I fell in love with Henry, while quite literally falling, as I chased after my family’s new puppy and busted my knee open on a rock hidden in the grass. My knee started bleeding immediately, and I freaked out as five-year-olds do when their leg has blood running down it, especially ones with a phobia of blood.

And then Henry appeared, offering me a hand like a white knight to help me up. He pulled his shorts up on one side, showing me the white indented scar on his knee that was nearly identical to the bloody mess on mine.

“Maybe we’ll have matching ones,” he said, and I forgot about the blood and how much it hurt, because Henry Price was smiling at me. One of his front teeth was missing after he knocked it out playing football with our dads.

That was the moment my fate with Henry was set in stone, and I prayed we would have matching scars on our knees. Spoiler alert: we do.

Honestly? Looking back, my feelings were inevitable.

Our parents were best friends, so Henry was everywhere all the time. My little heart thought it was a perfect fairytale. Despite being five years older than me, Henry never made me feel like I wasn’t important. In my mind, there was never another option. Henry Price and Mirabelle Walker together forever, matching scars and all.

If I could do it all over again, I would, because that moment turned into me spending the next fifteen years chasing after you .