Jericho Tyler was comfortable in his role as the wild man of Just Short Of Chaos. Different gorgeous women throwing themselves at him every night? What self-respecting hetero male wouldn't dream of that? But when Salvation steps out of his shower and into his life, things start to change.
Oh, yeah. I knew the second I saw her that she didn't belong backstage. And she didn't belong with a man like me, for sure. But I didn't let that stop me from seeing just how far she was willing to go to keep up her little naughty girl charade. And if she had something to prove, why not prove it with me?
Salvation Jones was not like the rest of her family. In a parcel of toe-the-line, conservative preacher's kids, she stood out like a piece of her costume jewelry at the Inaugural Ball.
I must have had a far-sighted stork reading the directions for my delivery. I was louder than they were. More boisterous. I got into more trouble. I'd heard, "Oh, Salvation," in my mom's disappointed voice for so long I began to think the O stood for Olivia, or something. It's not like I meant to misbehave, but it just came naturally to me. I'd tried to be who they wanted; now it was time for me to truly be myself. They say, "Go big or go home," so why not start out by seducing a rock star? And not just any rock star, the luscious, womanizing Jericho Tyler. Now that was somebody worth sinning for!
Sometimes it takes a bad boy to redeem a good girl. But will she become his Salvation in the end?
