Tonic

<p><strong>Rule number one of producing reality TV: don't fall for the talent.</strong></p><p></p><p>Especially not the tattooed cocky man looking at me like a dare he's dying to take.</p><p></p><p>I've had to be tough in a world that doesn't take women seriously-all business no weakness never let them see you crack. Joel Anderson is pure fire all beard and bravado and blistering hot smirks. </p><p></p><p>The only thing he takes seriously is driving me crazy. </p><p></p><p>But beneath the cocky exterior is a man who's steady loyal and dangerously good at melting my armor. The more time I spend in his tattoo shop the harder it gets to remember why I swore off men like him in the first place.</p><p></p><p>Then my boss makes it clear: if I want to keep my job I'll have to do whatever it takes to make this show a hit. Even if it means using Joel's darkest secret as ammunition.</p><p></p><p>I can save my career or I can save what we're building.</p><p>But the choice might destroy us both.</p>