I was supposed to play nanny. Not fall in love with a hustla. Gerald “Tank” Rodgers rides in luxury cars, wears tailored suits, and his street cred stops thugs in their tracks. Everyone warns me about accepting a job with him. But once I’m living under Tank’s roof his distant smoky eyes, tatted body, and sultry voice awakens the woman in me. I ignore my desires and focus on caring for his son. Then Tank returns home with bloody knuckles and rage in his eyes. He crawls into my bed and I lose myself in him. Forgetting… He’s older, my boss, and a man with too many secrets. I don’t know whether to run or give him my heart. As if I even have a choice…