I live by certain rules:
1. My career comes first.
2. No sleepovers, just sex.
3. Never let the heart get involved.
4. Leave the past where it belongs.
I won’t break these rules for anyone. Not even the charming cowboy that danced his way into my life with that sexy, southern drawl. I see glimpses of a familiar pain in Grayson’s eyes, but all we can offer each other is a temporary escape.
No strings, that’s what we agreed on. So, why does it feel different with him?
I’m shattering my rules, one by one, until what’s left is a mess of emotions and broken hearts. Grayson wants more from me, but I’m not sure I can give him my body . . . and my heart.