Ryker Powers was the biggest prick I’d ever met.
He was also my biggest mistake.
He’d taken what he wanted then left, and I detested him for it. Not that the jerk had cared to stick around long enough to know how I felt.
Everyone thought he was a perfect gentleman with all his quiet intensity but I knew better.
I knew he had a filthy mouth. That he liked things dirty.
He may have had people fooled into thinking he was a nice guy but I knew exactly who he was.
He was a bad boy who’d ask for a light from the devil himself.
And I wanted to see him burn.
Until I realized—to my utter horror—that what I really wanted was him.
Who was going to get burned now?