Tristan King - a man so far out of my league that I should have thought twice.

He felt like the kind of man who didn't just break the rules, but made new ones. He led and it was follow or get out of the way.

Why did a billionaire with a voice like liquid silk and a face like a bad angel take a second look at a girl in no-name jeans, with a fifteen-dollar haircut and a beat up car she calls her "Eep" because the 'J' fell off long ago?

I let him claim my desire before I had the chance to consider what that might have meant for me. For my life.

By the time I knew his secrets it was already too late.

He wove us together, giving me the life I'd always hoped for, making himself a hero in the bargain. It didn't
hurt that he pulled the people I love the most out of harm's way. A girl can get used to a knight in shining
armor even when the armor has some very large dents in it.

No matter what the future held, Tristan had changed me. I could only hope we'd survive.