Olivia T. Turner

Adrian Cross was never supposed to walk back into my life—especially not looking like that. Towering. Tattooed. With eyes that burn hotter than his tattoo gun. He's my brother's best friend. A polar bear shifter.

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started.

I had strict rules while watching my sister's cat in her luxurious NYC condo. Give Munchies all of his medication, no matter how vicious he gets. Use coasters on all surfaces. And definitely do not talk to my sister's grumpy boss.

I was drowning in the bottle, done with it all. The fame, the crowds, the fans, the spotlight. I just wanted it all to go away. I've been on top of the country music charts for twenty years. And I was ready to give it all up. I was ready to give up on myself. Until she walked into my life.