I live my life in the sky, where every second is life or death. Rules keep you alive, and I don’t bend them for anyone. On the ground? That’s a different story. I’m known as the Playboy Pilot for a reason. No strings, no attachments. Just a good time and a fast exit. Then she shows up. A curvy, stubborn rookie with fire in her eyes and a mouth that doesn’t know when to quit. She’s sunshine to my storm, chaos to my discipline. Too young. Too reckless. Too tempting. The smart move would be to push her away. But every time she steps into my space—smelling like sugar cookies and trouble—I forget about smart. She’s the one woman who makes me want to break every rule I swore to live by. And if I’m not careful, this gorgeous little pilot is going to do the one thing no wildfire ever could… Burn straight through my defenses. Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~ Weston