Fighting Dirty

About this book

I wake up to a warm body draped along my side. I smile as the foreign feeling of happiness radiates in my chest.Everything comes rushing back as Rocky’s scent fills my senses.Not Olivia’s.My happiness bursts like a broken dam. Not because Olivia isn’t here. But because as I realized it was Rocky’s body against me, I still felt satisfied. Because I didn’t feel the misery of Livie’s loss.Because all I can feel now is shame. My first instinct wasn’t to miss Liv. It was to enjoy Rocky.Link and Rocky