Protecting some singer should be easy.
It’s nothing compared to what I’ve done in the past.
But I never expected her to be at the concert—Nicki Carlisle.
The beautiful girl from down the street stirs something in me.
There’s no denying my attraction to her.
That doesn’t help me stop the bullet or the series of events that follow it.
The truth isn’t what it seems.
Neither am I.
She should be terrified.
Yet even revealing what and who I really am can’t douse the inferno that rages between us.
And nothing can stop the collision course we’re on.
The only question is…who will survive the wreckage?