Whenever a mysterious text message summons May Wexler to a biker bar in downtown New Orleans, she knows something is quite wrong. Her sister offers sent out an SOS, but when May gets there, she’s nowhere to be found and May is the one in trouble-she’s putting on red espadrilles, she’s got a Chihuahua in her purse, and she’s in the center of a shootout.

After tall, muscular Ozzie involves her rescue, Might has no choice but to check out him to safety. On the headquarters of his private security firm, the Bourbon Street Boys, she discovers a refuge for the night-and the give of employment. But it isn’t long before a gun-toting stalker isn’t the only problem in May’s life; the more time she spends with Ozzie, the less she can deny that they’ve got some serious chemistry. An incorrect quantity got her into this clutter…

will it also obtain her the proper guy?

This uptown girl isn’t searching for love inside a biker bar-but appreciate might find her anyway.