I’ve tried a lot of things in my 33 years of life. I’ve been skydiving. I’ve eaten at some of the most expensive restaurants in the world. I’ve even been to a strip club where a lap dance cost $7,000. I’ve spent about eighteen of those years being chased by women—or rather, girls when I was younger. But never in my life had I ever tried chasing a woman myself, let alone being her arm candy at a work function.
Maxine Killston was a new romance writer who—according to Lydia—would become huge if she kept on writing. Lydia admired Maxine’s fresh sense of style, something unique she hadn’t seen before, and tonight was the launch party for Maxine's latest book.
Reading the back cover transported me to a world of crime and danger, but this story didn’t come from the male perspective. The female
