Taken to a high-tech space station designed to entice human women, LA socialite Mandy is anything but impressed. She’s not falling for their holographic fantasy suites, their promise of a dream wedding, or their gorgeous, brawny warriors. Especially not the arrogant, hot-shot commander she’s been matched with. He may be used to being obeyed, but no way is she following HIS orders. She could care less that he’s huge and ripped and drop-dead gorgeous. Right?
Little did he know when he woke up this morning that a short redhead would destroy his perfect, Maserati driving world. Those were the first words I said when I set eyes on the hot-as-sin rock star’s long, wide…car. It was beautiful. Hunter Six was gorgeous. He may be rich, famous, and one of the most talented singers of this century, but that didn’t mean he could get away with what he did to my mom.
With my band’s album skyrocketing up the charts, the last thing I want is a girlfriend. I like it rough and preferably with strangers, and I sure as hell don’t do love. Ever since my buddy introduced me to the kooky pet wedding photographer, I’ve done my best to ignore her. But Mia won’t take no for an answer. Now she’s all I think about.