[The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] James Dean has it made. He's the quintessential player who thinks the world exists just for his pleasure. He's in for a rude awakening.....

Gracie May Howards is a brat. She's mean, and she not very smart at all. But she has that personality that's strong that you can't say no to. She is rather naive when it comes to guys. She really doesn't know anything about love, about accomplishments, and feeling good about what you do, until she meets her arrogant, rude, straight forward, mean Tutor.

Sammy can't get anything right. So when she's asked to save her sisters wedding, she jumps in with both feet, determined to prove herself more than just a clumsy oaf, as designated photographer for the day. But that's when she meets 'him'. The stranger in the Armani suit, and cowboy boots. The elusive Mr Mystery. The man with the voice like a lullabye and dangerously green eyes. And the problem is, he's stolen the memory card from her camera, and Sammy is about to go to any lengths, to get it back.