The moment I saw her, I knew. She'd be mine someday. Of course the feeling wasn't mutual. She was all sunshine and optimism ... I was burly, broken, and hell-bent on keeping my word. Don't touch the girls. No matter how tempting. And damn, how Julia tempted me.
It's been a year since I saw her, and things are different now, the trouble we faced in L.A. is behind us. Isn't it?
