Havoc (Deathstalkers #7)

CHRISSY
As a social worker, I've seen my fair share of broken families, bad relationships, and worlds of regret.
Because of that the last thing, I'll ever do is let down my guard, or open up my heart.
As for men, bring 'em on.
I love a good man in my bed, but I’m not looking for forever or happily ever after.
That's not my style.
Please me, and leave.
These are my rules.
There’s no bending or breaking them.
Even when he pulls out all the stops,
I'm not budging.
They’re set in stone.
Or should I say, “Rock?”

ROCK
I'm chiseling away at that hard exterior, one pebble at a time.
I don’t negotiate, I don't share, and
I sure as hell don’t wait my turn.
Despite her smart mouth and fiery ways,
I still want her.
But this "friends with benefits" deal of hers is bullshit.
I don't play that way.
At least, I don't plan to anymore.
I will own every ounce of her.
That body.
That mind.
That heart.
It will all be mine.