He walked into my heart like he’d always belonged there. And maybe he had. Hendrix Scott is a bad boy in a three-piece suit. He’s every girl’s wet dream and every guy’s favorite drinking buddy. He’s the guy you bring home to charm your Momma, then muffle your screams while he pounds you in the bathroom. And he’s my best friend. He shouldn’t be staring at me this way, looking at my mouth like he’s ready to devour it. I shouldn’t be licking my lips, daring him to try it. We’re a disaster waiting to happen. Now I’m stuck between giving into temptation or saving our friendship… Even if it means letting him go.