Iโm Bella Dani- Gavinwood, Bella Gavinwood. Iโll never get used to that, but itโs a long story. Everybodyโs friend, the good girl, the princess. Iโm sick of everyone treating me like Iโm made of glass. For once I want to be bad. Do what I want to do without thinking about consequences. Playing it safe got me here, sitting at a bar by myself, thinking about him and what I did wrong. That bastard. Screw love. Enter tall, dark and dickish brooding next to me and I think God may have answered my prayers. Scratch that, I donโt think God will approve of what I plan to do with him. I should be thanking the devil. They say men are dogs, well they never met Brynn Roberts. I didnโt do girlfriends, love, relationships, any of that crap. I tried it with her and got bit in the ass like I always knew I would. I get knocked down to Triple A to rehab my knee injury and poof sheโs gone. Gold Diggers donโt do guys that get demoted. So here I am, at the bar drowning my sorrows until I feel a gaze roaming over me. The little vixen, librarian of my dreams slides me a shot, coaxing me with that raspy, sultry voice and all of the sudden Iโm asking myself, Brynn who? They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. What started as a one night stand turns into an addiction. Our bodies are drawn together every second of the day, no matter the distance between us. Are we slowly mending our brokenness together, or are we just putting a bandaid over the pain, trading one heartbreak for another?