Book 2 to Can I Have Your Attention Please - - - Kason Ryhawks is an asshole. He's a hot, sexy, glorious asshole who never smiles and will never change. What people don't know is that he's hurting. He's always hurting. And the angry mask is a way to shield himself from any more hurt. As an illegal street fighter, Kason finds ways to distract himself from the turmoil he feels. He punches people to keep himself from crumbling. It's a coping mechanism. But when a shy, fearful, and tiny girl moves into the apartment next door, Kason finds his destructive self drawn to her. The bruises on her face and arms causes him to be inquisitive. Will Kason be able to win with his fists in this fight? Or will his heart guide him to prevail instead? - - - Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved

"I'm Kason Ryhawks, darling. Womanizer. Player. Whatever you want to call me. And I make peoples' lives a flaming hell." I smirked, a twinkle in my eye. "Well that's cool I guess." I hold out my hand. "I'm Sam. Just Sam." ~ And the truth was, Sam was anything except for "Just Sam." Sam was a master at the violin - maybe even better than most professionals. Sam was always finding something to do with her mute little sister. Always finding adventure, despite being homeless. And most importantly, Sam didn't like cliches. She hated happy endings. When the principal of Westland High School hears her playing her violin in the subways one night, he offers her sanctuary in the school and a cool five hundred bucks - in exchange for her music at the school's upcoming prom. Of course she agrees. But what Sam didn't understand was that she'd be encountering the school's rule breaker on more occasions than she'd like. His crude and cold demeanor is nothing to be attracted to, and it seems like a different girl crawls into his jeans everyday. What she was oblivious to, was the fact that she'd be unknowingly crawling her way into his heart.