A billionaire playboy who doesn't understand the word no, he's stubborn, one-track minded, and set on getting me into his bed. Men like him ruin girls like me with their dirty mouths and wicked tricks, but I'm not gullible enough to fall for his charms, even if his touch feels like magic.
Maxi O'Keeffe is a sexy little challenge I intend to have my way with. She might have said no, might keep saying no, but I always get what I want. The quirky goody-two-shoes isn't going to hold out forever.
Uncomfortably awkward and downright weird, she shouldn't be the only person who gets me. She shouldn't be more than a way to pass time in this boring old town. So why does she get me higher than any audience screaming my name?