Tell me you want this as bad as I do.
When something slammed into me at band rehearsal, I wasn't expecting it to be a woman that landed on top of me.
And I definitely wasn't expecting it to be a woman like Reese Bailey.
My blue-eyed, backwoods angel is the exact opposite of what I should want.
After all, I'm the millionaire rockstar bassist of Wreckage whose family owns one of the largest estates in England, and she's a tough-talking American country girl and the only female roadie on our crew.
She's not what I wanted.
But she's exactly what I need.
Now what I need is to bruise her lips with mine and feel her body quiver as I make her moan.
But she's holding back. She's scared of something and I need to know what it is.
Because I want all of her.
Even her secrets.