Perfect has always been the goal.

The perfect daughter.

The perfect girlfriend.

The perfect career.

The perfect life.

Goal achieved… or so I thought.

When I suddenly find myself single, homeless, and desperate for a place to lick my wounds, I sign a lease for the first decent place I can find. Before I know it, I'm living above a bar on the wrong side of the river and trading insults with its infuriatingly hot owner.

Jensen Barret is as far from perfect as you can get. He's beyond arrogant. Surly and rude. Keeps questionable company and makes even more questionable choices—but he makes a mean 3 a.m. grilled cheese and even when he's making my life difficult, being with him is the only time I feel free.

Jensen's made it clear he doesn't want me around. Doesn't trust my kind. Doesn't see me as anything more than a poor little rich girl who's gone for a walk on the wild side. That I don't belong. That as soon as I get bored, I'll hightail it back to my side of the tracks and back to the life I ran away from.

The problem is that I'm starting to suspect I don't belong anywhere, and the only place I want to belong is in Jensen's arms—but he has secrets. Secrets that can destroy everything I'm trying to build. Secrets that will destroy me if I give in and let myself fall for the bad guy.