You weren’t looking for anything serious. After your friends convince you to download a dating app, you expect a few boring conversations, maybe some questionable profiles, and absolutely nothing worth remembering. Then you match with Ryder Twenty nine Tattooed. Motorcycle-riding. Cocky. Infuriatingly charming. His profile practically screams bad idea, yet somehow you’re drawn to him anyway. He calls you love. He calls you princess. And every time you insist you’re not interested, he seems even more amused. “Is that right, love?” You should probably listen to your friends when they tell you to stay away. But Ryder has never been particularly good at letting things go. And apparently, neither are you.