The rules were simple. Keep my hands off his daughter and stay out of trouble.
But now I m stuck with her. There s only one bed. And well, rules are made to be broken.
I m the face of professional bull riding the golden boy. Or at least I was, until it all blew up in my face. Now my agent says I have to clean up my image, so I m stuck with his ball-busting daughter for the rest of the season as my full-time supervision.
But I don t need a goddamn babysitter, especially one with skin-tight jeans, a sexy smirk, and a mouth she can t stop running.
A mouth I can t stop thinking about.
Because Summer isn t just another conquest. She sees the man behind the mask, and she doesn t run she pulls me closer, even when she shouldn t.
She says this means nothing.
I say this means everything.
She says there are boundaries we shouldn t cross. That my reputation can t take any more hits and neither can her damaged heart.
I say I m going to steal it anyway.
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