Nashville Outlaws Series by Cheryl Douglas

My best friend wants me to take a risk… on him. I can’t. I’m afraid of getting hurt. But I’m terrified of losing him too. Knox People expect one of country music’s bad boys to have a few bad habits. My reputation precedes me… and I don’t mind. Until I realize it could cost me the one thing I can’t live without: Cece. That girl’s my everything. My best friend. My rock. My confidante. I can’t go on pretending it doesn’t kill me to see her with other guys... moreMy best friend wants me to take a risk… on him. I can’t. I’m afraid of getting hurt. But I’m terrified of losing him too. Knox People expect one of country music’s bad boys to have a few bad habits. My reputation precedes me… and I don’t mind. Until I realize it could cost me the one thing I can’t live without: Cece. That girl’s my everything. My best friend. My rock. My confidante. I can’t go on pretending it doesn’t kill me to see her with other guys. It’s time to cut through the sexual tension and test the boundaries of friendship. Only one problem. Cece knows me too well. Knows all my bad habits and dirty little secrets. So can I convince her I’m ready and willing to change… for her? Cece Knox is my best friend, my boss, the guy who gave me a chance in this crazy business when no one else would. He’s been my shoulder to cry on every time I got dumped. The front man… in my life. Now he wants more? Sure, I’ve indulged in a naughty fantasy or two. How could I not? The man is ripped, gorgeous, inked, with a panty-melting voice and a heart of gold under his gruff exterior. But he’s also a terrible risk. Knox doesn’t do commitment. And I can’t risk a friendship / lifeline for a one and done deal. It’s time to make a choice. Risk it all on the off-chance we could make it work… or run like hell? less

I’m a joke in this town. Not my music. People take that seriously. A country music icon, they call me. But my track record with women? Yeah, that’s another story. Two failed marriages and another engagement up in smoke. I’m done. Done looking for my forever. Done being fodder for the gossip rags. Just done. So when my new assistant shows up ready for action, I swear her off. She may be the hottest little thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, but I’m not goin’ down for the count again.