Seemed Karlie spent her whole life letting perfect moments slip through her fingers like sand through an hourglass. Now though? Now she was all grown up and was through letting anything get in her way from what she wanted. Luke McKade was her forever and, come hell or high water, she was finally going to stake her claim.

I knew you'd ruin me ... I knew I'd be in over my head ... And now here I am, drowning in you and all that you are. And I'll be damned if I want to break the surface.

Still playing hard to get, huh?""Not hard to get at all," Luke replied with a cocky grin. "Just hard to keep."A smirk played at her mouth. "That sounds like a challenge.

She was his mother's best friend's daughter--practically born with the words LUKE DO NOT TOUCH stamped on her body. And, boy, did that make him want her even more.

He was her dream. Her fairytale prince in scuffed up cowboy boots. The only man she wanted for the rest of time.

I'm trying to be good here, Karlie. But you're making it damn hard to resist.

What would you have me do to prove it? Strip you down 'til you're wearing nothing but that sassy little smile? Tease you relentlessly until you can't take it anymore and you're screamin' my name?

I do want you, Karlie. More than I should.