How can a good guy make me want to break all my rules? I have three rules. My dad taught me one, and the others I learned running my lingerie store. But even following my rules, I can’t seem to meet the right kinds of guys. I only attract bad boys, and I’m sick of it. When the gorgeous but incredibly shy deputy has me inadvertently breaking rule 3, I change my dating strategy. If bad boys seek me out, maybe it’s time I set my sights on a good guy. And, yes, the deputy with dazzling green eyes and heart-melting smile qualifies. As for the rule-breaking, it was a one-time thing. Eli barely speaks to me, but I’m up to the challenge. Then I break another rule for him and start to question my assumption about good guys.