My name's Conner - although some people call me Rock, for obvious reasons. When The Seven went to ground I came here to Florida. A little fun in the sun, a whole lot of willing female tourists to bed, and guys itching to be trained for MMA.

I'll admit it was getting a little boring. Then she showed up. Jazz Boudreaux. Five foot ten inches of bad ass, bounty hunter, warrior woman. I figured to have her in my bed inside of 24 hours and then move on to whoever was next in line.

Only Jazz isn't just a random woman who has appeared in my life. She was sent to find me. To protect me. Seems like there are people who'd like to take what's mine and are willing to kill to get it.

Now, with a nick-name like Rock and my Shifter abilities, I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself. But she doesn't seem to think so. And as it turns out Jazz is more than just a bounty hunter turned body guard.

She's more like me that either of us realized and maybe that explains the attraction. Or maybe it's something else. Whatever it is, one (or a few) samples of her is not enough. I'm developing a real taste for Jazz.