You wanna go see my old bedroom?”“Is that a pickup line?”“Come on inside and you’ll find out.”How was a girl supposed to resist an offer like that?

There comes a time in every man's life when he reaches a crossroads. A chance to choose between two paths. One is unknown, filled with potential and struggles that demand growth and change, but could lead to new beginnings. The other is familiar, grooved with well-worn ruts and established twists, muddy holes and isolation. The path that, while lonely, fits like a glove. Where words had failed him, his actions wouldn't. They'd speak loud and clear, showing her regardless of what he'd said, or how they'd started and ended, this was real. Their connection wasn't manufactured or fake. It was the truest thing he'd ever known.

Charles Tucker had starred in Ella's dreams ever since she was fourteen.

Little Bit. The loathsome nickname proved just how hopeless her situation had been, how pathetic, but neither the name nor the glaring age difference had deterred her heart, because with one playful wink and one slow smile, young Arabella had been a goner. Sadly, twenty-two-year-old Ella wasn't that much better.

A toast," she declared. "To an incredible summer kicking butt and chasing dreams.

She simply wanted one night to live out her fantasy. For as long as she could remember, Charlie Tucker had been the guy, and tonight, all she wanted was for him to see her as more than just a little kid. To actually see her as someone desirable. To simple see... her.

Bass players have bigger instruments." Charlie's slow grin curled her toes and he added, "We also do it deeper.

All I need is you.

You have no idea how much I want you.

Baby girl, you destroy me," he whispered against her lips. "You have to tell me if you don't want this because I'm holding on by a thread." "Then let go," she whispered in reply.

The sexiest thing about a man is the way he can make a woman smile even when she thinks there is nothing to smile about.