Brett’s a bodyguard hired to protect the hottest rock star in the nation – Steve West. But what happens when sparks fly between the two gorgeous men? Brett: I didn’t want to take this gig. Bodyguard to some spoiled, bratty musician? Hell no. But the money was good, and they didn’t care about my dark past. I figured it would be easy. Open a couple doors, and look intimidating. No sweat. I’d take my cash and go. But that’s before I met Steve. The handsome rock star has charisma, musical genius, and a muscled body that won’t quit. I want him, but he’s technically my boss. Steve: I don’t need protection. Well, at least not from my fans. Only from myself. I’ve lived a crazy life filled with sex, drugs, and all sorts of mayhem, and some random bodyguard wasn’t going to stop me now. But when Brett Richards showed up, things took a u-turn. Brett was tall. Hot. And definitely packing. Suddenly, all thought of playing it straight flew my mind because Brett’s the one who needs protection, and I won’t stop until I’ve corrupted my handsome employee.