She's a pop star running from danger and the woman I could never forget. I'm the man she once got fired.

I've spent years searching for a place to belong. Living on my ranch. A former SEAL working as a bodyguard. Escaping with my guitar when the world gets too loud.

Nothing ever stuck.

Until Rosalie Thorne showed up at my cabin door in a wedding dress.

The songbird is trouble wrapped in silk and heartbreak. A pop princess with a voice that fills stadiums, a shared past I never quite got over, and an ex-fiancé who fired me for doing my job too well.

I should slam the door in her face.

I don't do celebrity drama anymore. Rosie is famous, vulnerable, and far too complicated.

But she needs protection. And I've never been good at walking away from someone who needs me.

Now we're hiding out in my tiny cabin with one bed and a history we never finished.

The second she's under my roof and sleeping in my bed, every laugh, every song she hums while wearing one of my shirts, every burnt piece of toast makes it harder to remember why she's off-limits.

I'm supposed to be her protector, not the man who wants her pinned against the cabin wall, begging me not to stop.

But the closer danger gets, the clearer one thing becomes.

Keeping Rosalie safe will never be enough.

I want her safe in my arms... and I'm not walking away from the first place I've ever felt like I belong.