I've never been that great with women.

Wait. Hold up. That's not necessarily true.

I've always been good with them physically.

But at a certain point, that's not enough. And that point is now.

I never thought I would get to a point where I wanted more.

But here I am. Single, living alone, and still missing my dead cousin who, if he were still alive, would give me shit for still being single and living alone.

But when I saw her singing along to a song I didn't know and strumming her fingers on the wheel of her expensive Mercedes, I needed to know more about her.

I needed to know her name. How she walked.

How her lips looked when she said my name.

I never imagined that one conversation with her would change my entire life—and put me in the crosshairs of a man who has been making her life a living hell for the last few years.

Unfortunately for him, he doesn't know who the f*ck I am and what I'm willing to do for the girl who stole my heart the first second I saw her.