For the last, however many fucked up years, my life has consisted of grief, guilt, and sadness so profound, there were times I seriously considered throwing in the towel. I’m weeks away from bringing my kids home, and now I have hope, happiness, and an insatiable lust for the luscious Savannah. Being around Savannah is a test in control, which shatters like antique crystal the moment I get my hands on her. I got plans for my sexy vixen, plans to get my ring on her finger.
I fell in love with Shamus the second he opened his mouth and that sexy Irish accent rolled out. Just as I’m making plans to move to Spartan, I step knee deep into a pile of crap that turns into a shitstorm of epic proportions. It’s not even about Shamus and me anymore, it’s about surviving.
It’s that time again to fall ass over tea kettle in love with Spartan Town, USA! So, snap on your spandex and bend over for a spanking.