She was never meant to work her way under my skin…so why can’t I breathe without her?
I knew the first time Avery walked into my classroom that she was trouble.
She used my reputation against me to get exactly what she wanted. I treated her like the dirty girl she was, spoiling her rotten in every way. It was perfect, until she wanted the one thing I wasn’t willing to give her: my heart.
Now I watch from the sidelines, regretting the day I sent her running away from me into another man’s arms.
I shouldn’t be jealous.
I shouldn’t burn for her touch.
I shouldn’t want to shred any man who touches her, demanding all her attention be focused on me.
But I can’t stay away. Can’t stop myself from giving her what she wanted from the beginning.
Her Daddy, who worships his dirty girl.
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