He's a Hollywood superstar. She's literally the girl next door.
As one of Hollywood's A-listers, I have the movie industry in the palm of my hand. But if I'm going to stay at the top, my playboy image needs an overhaul. No more tabloid headlines. No more parties. And absolutely no more one-night stands.
Filming for my latest blockbuster takes place on the coast of Maine, and I'm determined to stay out of trouble. But trouble finds me when I run into Lana Kelly.
She doesn't recognize me, she's never heard of Matt Easton, and my million-dollar smile doesn't work on her.
Ego shredded, I know I should keep my distance, but when I realize she's my neighbor, I know I'm toast. There's no way I can resist temptation when it's 10 yards away.
She has a mouth designed for pleasure and legs that will wrap perfectly around my waist.
She's movie-star beautiful, and her body is made to be mine.
Getting Lana Kelly into my bed is harder than I'm used to. She's not interested in the glitz and glamour of Hollywood, but I'm determined to convince her the best place in the world is on the red carpet, holding my hand.
I could have any woman in the world, but all I want is the girl next door.
A sexy, stand-alone romance.