"Dude, did you hear there's a midnight sex service that drops off girls to your place for paid sex?!" It all started with that sentence my best friend told me one day at school. Every guy was buzzing about it and how awesome this is! Me? I wasn't all that interested. Okay, maybe I was. But the only reason I became interested was all because of her. Tinker Belle......

When a bad girl came, everything started to change slowly

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)