I met Zane Powers two years ago. Strike that. I became aware of Zane Powers two years ago. And he was the hottest guy I'd ever seen. Then I met him. Then I slept with him. Then I forgot him. I'd only wanted a summer fling, and, boy, did I get one. Best. Sex. Ever. But I had a career to get to amongst other things, and I forgot about the sexy baseball player who'd rocked my world. So it was kind of funny how in a city of almost a quarter million people I happened to run into him again. While chained to a tree. Along with being handcuffed. And he was wearing a badge. As much as I told myself I didn't need him in my life, my heart told me otherwise (as well as other parts of my body). And just when I was ready to put all my cards on the table and admit that we should be together, the truth hit me smackdab in the face. And the tables turned.