He was the bad boy of rock-n-roll; cocky, short-tempered, and the sexiest man I'd ever seen. I was just a librarian in a small town. He had no clue who I was, but I knew everything about him. After all, he was the reason I moved across the country.I never thought he'd know my name, let alone whisper it while he held me tight and made me forget about the agony of my past. He was my protector, my reason, my calm before the storm... but nothing good...