All bull-riders get hurt. It's not a matter of if... but a matter of when. Lucas Friar knows this, but his pride is in control as he mounts the jet black beast locked in its pen. He squints out across the arena and watches Maya Hart storm away in the opposite direction. She said she'd never speak to him again. His heart clenches at the thought. It's now or never. Just four seconds.

Maya Hart was living in a string of nightmares. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this place didn't feel right, but she went through the motions anyway. Still, she remembered him. After all, how could you ever forget the boy who both stole your heart and then shattered it all at once in an act of pure love and sacrifice?