He might have fallen in love with her two heartbreaks ago. But it wasn’t two heartbreaks ago it was now. And now he just wanted her in his bed naked and spread wide apart at the hips, moaning and gasping as he pushed her sweet ass into the mattress again and again. Someone else could give her chocolates and roses. He didn’t hate women, he just didn’t trust them.
Drinks. Laughs. Sex. Perfect. Nothing more. The only long term relationship he had or wanted was with his dog.