The one person I want to celebrate my twenty-first birthday with the most is very off-limits: he's my sister's very serious, very mature bodyguard.

I want to get under his skin. I want to tease and cajole and break down those walls, because underneath while he's stern on the outside, I can feel his gaze linger on me when he thinks I'm not paying attention. He likes to look at me a lot. I want him to do a lot more than look...I want him to give me experiences I've never had before.

The fifteen years between us is a dealbreaker for him...at first. But when I text him at four in the morning, he shows up. And when I pull him into my bed, he gives me more than an insanely hot first time. He gives me a booty call that is the start of something that feels a lot like forever.