Rocco has been trying to get Lavenders attention for months to no avail. Well that is until one tequila filled night in Vegas. He finally has the woman he’s been longing for. Too bad he woke up alone, and very naked. Even worse she won’t give him the time of day once they’re back home, until fate decided to help the poor guy out. Lavender blames tequila and possibly Declan for her current predicament. Sure, most women would be running towards Rocco with open arms and missing panties. But she isn’t like other women. How is she supposed to be near the man who leaves her tongue tied, with the IQ of a goldfish? Nope, her best bet is to stay far away from the sexy police officer that has been starring in her fantasies for longer than she cares to admit. Too bad for her life has other plans. Nothing seems to go the way she hopes, especially with Declan involved. Add in a crummy ex, well meaning friends and hippie parents, and suddenly her life is a horrible sideshow. Oh, and as for that sexy cop? He’s decided that he isn’t going anywhere. What’s a girl to do when life is trying to burst her neat little bubble?