There are some people in life who know exactly how to push your buttons. For me, itβs Rye Peterson. We canβt spend more than ten minutes together before weβre at each otherβs throats, which makes working together that much harder. Rye is the bassist for Kill John, the biggest rock band in the world, and I am his publicist. It doesnβt help that the man is gorgeous, funny, talented, andβ¦never takes anything seriously. Avoidance is key.
But everything changes when he overhears something he shouldnβt: a confession made in a moment of weakness. Now the man Iβve tried so hard to ignore is offering me the greatest temptation of allβhim.
Rye
Brenna James is the one. The one I canβt have. The one I canβt get out of my mind. Believe me, Iβve tried; the woman loathes me. I managed well enoughβuntil I heard her say sheβs as lonely as I am. That she needed to be touched, held, satisfied. And I could no longer deny the truth: I wanted to be the one to give her what she craved.
I convinced her that it would just be physical, mutual satisfaction with nothing deeper. But the moment I have her, she becomes my world. Iβve never given her a good reason to trust me before. Now, Iβve got to show Brenna that weβre so much better together than we ever were apart.
Things are going to get messy. But getting messy with Brenna is what I do best.