There’s me: Micah Owens. Tattoo artist at Damage Control. No parents or siblings. A past that still gives me nightmares. And then there’s her: Evangeline, the girl who saved my life and haunts my more pleasant dreams. Only she doesn’t know who I really am and telling her might well send her fleeing for the hills. She deserves better than a loser like me. She’s pretty, she’s clever, she’s goddamn sexy and has a heart of gold. Which is why I can’t tell her. A smile from her and I’ll do all I can to make her mine, including pretending to be someone I’m not, someone worth having. Isn’t love weird?