I’ve tried the ‘till death do us part’ thing… Act like a lady. Be the perfect little housewife and mother. I’ve followed the rules for my entire life. And where did that get me? A loveless marriage. My sons in jail. And my daughter… my beautiful daughter that tried her hardest to become me and paid the price for it now has to have a security team all the time. A security team that’s filled with divinely handsome men. What’s so wrong about a grandmother having fun with her daughter’s bodyguard? The only one I’m attracted to is completely out of bounds… at least in public. I can’t be seen dating a man that much younger than me, but in private I don’t mind breaking the rules. Matthew is smart, funny, thoughtful, kind, not to mention he can throw a knife almost as well as I can. Why can’t he break the rules with me?