Having a one-night stand with one of the world's biggest rock stars was never on my agenda. So, after it happened, I tucked it safely away with my best memories. One and done. Except it hasn’t been one and it isn’t so done. You’d think having a rock star for a booty call would be amazing. It is, except he’s a flirty man-whore who, apparently, I can’t say no to. He infuriates me with his devilish grin, sexy sweet talk, and whispers of something more. But I guess what makes me the maddest is that I’m beginning to have feelings for the handsome jerk. And that’s not the only problem. If you can’t trust a rock n roll man-whore with your heart, how can you trust him with a baby? **Warning** If you read this in the presence of others, they may stare at you as you laugh, a lot. Madd Love is intended for people with a sense of humor only.