I need a mentor.
YouTube videos can only teach me so much.
And I want to learn from someone real.
From someone tangible.
But no one takes me seriously.
Only in my wildest dreams would I be mentored by Jesse Valentine.
He’s the top motorcycle and hot rod fabricator in the nation.
He also has the reputation for being one of the biggest jerks that ever lived.
Not to mention they say he can’t keep it in his pants.
I’m not interested in any of that.
Only in his knowledge.
I crave it.
And then I heard about the class he’s holding for the public.
I had to earn my spot.
Prove my worth.
Show them all that I was more than just some silly girl.
My name is Jada Carmen and I was born to build cars.
You know what makes me different?
The thing that sets us apart?
I've never been tucked in at night.
Hot meals and clean clothes might as well be fairy tales...
I've never felt safe enough.
Only by the police.
The word doesn't exist in my vocabulary.
I'm damaged goods.
An easy paycheck.
I thought there was an ulterior motive...
There always has been.
Until I met the McKinleys.
Where other girls had childhoods full of Girl scouts, parties and sleepovers.
Charlie’s was full of hospitals, surgeries and the fight to survive.
Forced to grow up quickly, she learned not to let anyone in.
What was the point? People always let her down.
Then Sam Greyson walked into her life.
He broke down the walls she’d built around herself and forced his way into her heart.
She finally let someone see the real, bruised, damaged girl inside.
Then everything came crashing down.
The man she’s opened up to…
The man she’s let see her darkness…
The man she’s fallen for… is off limits.
He’s her new Creative Writing Teacher.
Will Charlie deny her own happiness to protect everything he had worked for?
If giving him up meant he could have a normal life… She would do it in a broken heartbeat.