Julian Cross is tall, dark, and terminally grumpy. So why does he make my heart sing? Performing is my drug—And I am a junkie. I’ve been skydiving, bungee jumping, and swimming with sharks. Nothing compares to the adrenaline rush of being on stage. I live for the applause. But the paparazzi never sleep. Now a social media crisis is jeopardizing everything I’ve worked for. And I find myself running to the last person I’d My handsome grouch of a bodyguard. Julian is everything I’m Big, intimidating, and ferocious. He’s also the leading man in every one of my fantasies. I’m learning there’s more to Julian Cross than biceps and a scowl. Is this the debut of my happily ever after? Or is it curtains for my career—and my heart?
