Lance: I'm obsessed. No more than he is, probably.He watches my every move on the cameras, and I live for his attention.In person? He's insufferable. He hates me.But... the chemistry we have is undeniable. So, we make a temporary agreement.He stops acting like a prick and I start taking my clothes off.He teaches me the ropes, then sends me off into the world.Casual. Fun. Private. No strings attached.With us thrown into each other's orbit more than ever, secrets start bubbling to the surface.My body isn't the only thing he gets intimate with, and what he finds beneath the surface, he isn't afraid of.There's just one teeny tiny issue...I have a mystery guy in my inbox that knows all the right things to say.I'm smart. I'm funny. I'm perfect.I should want him, but with the hands of the devil on my body, how could I ever walk away?I might be chatting with mister right, but sleeping with Roman Easton?Pffft. Who needs love, anyway?