I live life for the thrills and Stormy is straight adrenaline. She goes straight to my . . . heart.



If there's one girl out there I shouldn't mess with, it's Stormy. Everything about her screams off limits. She's too young, hurting from being screwed over, and my niece's best friend.



Don't get me wrong, I'm no saint. But this girl is the biggest temptation I've ever had. That's anything but good—especially in the small town we live in.



When her world is turned upside down on what was supposed to be her wedding day, I come to her rescue. As we walk out of the venue together, her dress in shambles, a bottle of tequila in one of her hands, and holding onto me with the other, tongues start wagging.



Stormy doesn't seem to care. I can't say I do either.



The longer I'm near her, the deeper I get. For once in my life, I'm not looking for a thrill, or even freedom. I just want her.



Contains mature themes.