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The spotlight lands on Samantha Brooks. Years of practice build to the opening night of a global tour. She plays her heart out, but there are darker forces underneath the stage. There are eyes watching from the wings. Liam North fights to keep her safe with every weapon he owns. She’s his greatest pride—and his greatest weakness. The danger comes from somewhere no one expected. Betrayal threatens to destroy everything he’s built. His business. His family. His life.

Who is Samantha Brooks without her violin? Fear lives in the silent spaces. Love does, too. There's a battle being waged in her heart, and Liam North is determined to win. He'll use every weapon in his arsenal. His body. His heart. Except the spotlight puts her in the crosshairs of dangerous men.

Here's the thing—Mack has been Chase's best friend for half her life, and they've always been platonic with a capital P. He's also her business partner, and without question the best person she's ever met. And Chase? She's a self confessed disaster; she works too much, considers curly fries a food group, and might have an unhealthy dependency on iced coffee and whiskey. Then there's her relationship history, which leans more towards tragic backstory than happily ever after.

When Bo Bennett, rookie third baseman for the New Orleans Revelers, walks into a charity event, all he wants to do is escape. He's not interested in showboating, rubbing elbows with the elite, or anything else that doesn't pertain to baseball. With Spring Training coming to an end soon, the last thing he wants is a distraction. But then he sees her.

Mr. Irresistible. It's in black and white beneath his yearbook photo for all to see. Tyler Cannon: All-American jock, prom king, and our very own hometown hero. A triple threat. He was the most popular guy in school, getting whatever—and whoever—handed to him on a silver platter. Even though we ran in similar circles and had most of our classes together, I was invisible to him. Not once was I ever his flavor of the week. Not that I wanted to be. Nope, not at all. I mean, who would want his big, strong hands caressing their body or his green eyes piercing straight into their soul?