Once upon a time, I met Talia Richards at a charity fundraiser, and my world stopped on a dime. When she proposed that I work with her on a project, I leapt at the chance. Months later, Iâve only seen her twice since that fateful nightâtwice. Iâm dying. The day I cave in and fly out to visit her, I watch as she is unfairly fired by a pair of dimwitsâone of whom is quickly acquainted with my fist. I sweep in and offer Talia a contract to work for me, as long as she doesnât mind moving into the townhouse next door⌠A balcony away, sheâs driving me crazy in the best way imaginable. Sheâs in my bed, her long dark hair tangled around my limbs as well as my heart. She keeps reminding me sheâs going home soon. Now I have to convince her that what we have is as rare and wild as she is⌠Here goes nothinâ.