What’s more dangerous than falling in love?
Ruthless has been my favorite band forever. So when the fiercely beautiful brunette stomped into the bar where I’d been licking my wounds, I instantly recognized Piper Stowe.
What I can’t figure out is what she’s doing here. It’s like she’s purposefully putting herself in danger.
Someone needs to protect her from herself.
I’m a down-on-my-luck nobody, dirt poor and stuck in a go-nowhere life. But I protect her. Again, and again and again.
She’s cold and cutting. She rarely talks. She won’t let me touch her. She’s a f*cking mess.
So why the hell do I want her so badly?
F*ck you if you think I’m running from my past. I’m fine. My band is back in the studio and we’re on the top of our game. I’ve got it all under control.
But just to prove it to myself, I go looking for danger.
If Cash Truman wants to play white knight, that’s his problem.
I don’t need his help. I don’t need him or the way he kisses me. I don’t want to feel the feelings he brings to the surface. Not after I’ve spent my life burying them inside.
I’ve built a wall around my heart. What makes him think he can tear it down?