Layla Morgan is tired of getting into trouble, and getting hurt. And she fears her wild nature is going to strike yet again. But maybe this time, she's finally met the guy that can stand close enough to touch her inner flames, and not get burned. The man across Times Square seems enthralled by her wildness instead of scared in the face of it. He can't seem to look away as she shows him just how much fun she can have… with herself.

After one glance of silky skin and talented fingers, Tyler Lachlan doesn't stand a chance of resisting the delicious distraction of the mystery woman from the Marietta Hotel. He's sure there's more to her than her sultry voice and mahogany thighs, but he doesn't know if he's willing to risk his career to find out.

Could what began as a voyeuristic affair across Times Square develop into something more?