Coloring in the lines isn’t for me. Neither is the quiet life. I party hard every step of the way. Maybe a little too hard. Now I’m in quite the pickle, and my family is desperate to wrangle me in. I guess the law is too, judging by the sexy ankle bracelet I’m rocking for the next few months. I’ve traded in groupie life for group therapy, where I met the man whose motorcycle and tats haunt daddies’ dreams everywhere. The man who’s as infuriating as he is sexy... moreColoring in the lines isn’t for me. Neither is the quiet life. I party hard every step of the way. Maybe a little too hard. Now I’m in quite the pickle, and my family is desperate to wrangle me in. I guess the law is too, judging by the sexy ankle bracelet I’m rocking for the next few months. I’ve traded in groupie life for group therapy, where I met the man whose motorcycle and tats haunt daddies’ dreams everywhere. The man who’s as infuriating as he is sexy. In Lev Rebel, I might’ve finally met my wild child match. Every day I spend with him, I lose my mind a little more. But in the end, I might lose my heart, too. less
