Protecting Mr. Fine

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm a lucky man and I know it. </strong></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Kids from backwoods Georgia don't land scholarships to Yale but I did and striking it rich-like </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>billions of dollars</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> rich-with my best friends after graduation should have used up my luck for a lifetime. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But luck struck again when I followed my passion into music. My career exploded and now I get to travel the world performing for thousands of raving fans every night. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When you get this lucky you don't get to want more and you definitely don't get to complain about the little things. My family my crew and my label are counting on me and I refuse to let them down. I pretend I'm fine totally fine Mr. freaking Fine... even when someone starts targeting me with a strange series of threats. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The only one who sees beneath the pretense is my gorgeous strictly-professional bodyguard. Ryan keeps me safe and calm. He holds me when I'm terrified. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But even Ryan doesn't see everything. He doesn't know I want him. That I crave him. The man who keeps me together has no idea how much I want him to take me apart. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I'll never tell. Because there's no way someone as strong and confident as Ryan could have feelings for someone as chaotic as me. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Nobody's </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>that</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> lucky... not even </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Mr. Fine</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p>