"Whelp, guess she's screwed." That's what Dominic murmured as he threw me a frosty look before ambling downstairs. I stared at Rocco for a minute, expecting the same treatment, but he had other ideas. Ideas that led him right into the bathroom where he trapped me against the sink. Gasping, I jerked back, the edge of the counter digging into my waist. "What're you-?" He pressed forward, and the hand I'd thrown up in defense landed on his broad chest. Hazel eyes smoldering, Rocco grinned and I forgot how to make words. *** It's not every day, sixteen-year-old Misery Hayes finds a rock band full of pretty boys on her doorstep. But on this particular day, one moody lead singer, tease of a guitarist, amiable bassist, and the world's most unstable drummer will keep her from shutting out the world- and doing her homework.