Current Hiatus! The Final Book! At first, I thought that I married a man who didn't love me. I thought he only loved the idea of having a piece of eye candy by his side. Someone to push around. Someone just to show off to his friends. Someone to have lay next to him. A hot piece of ass. But instead, he was the one person who I needed to find. Yet they all still look at me as some helpless little girl who is getting pushed around by her husband. "But I love him. I can't leave." All I know is that I will never forget his name. Denim Lockwood. A name so unforgettable that it almost hurts to try. Remembering His Name.