I MAKE DIGNIFIED WOMEN DO UNDIGNIFIED THINGS.
Especially a high-maintenance one like Poppy Landrieu.
I’ve got no patience for some stuck-up movie star who thinks she can saunter into my town and start telling me what to do.
So imagine my surprise when I’m told that i have to keep her safe.
To never let her out of my sight.
She might drive me up the wall, but I’ll be damned if she doesn’t drive me wild
The trouble is: once I got a taste of her, I can’t stop myself coming back for more.
And I won’t stop until she’s mine.