Sometimes you're not ready for love Reid McGrath is drunk and intends to stay that way. It's what a man does when the world he built gets ripped out from under him. Where women are concerned Reid is twenty-eight going on fifteen. Clueless and he knows it. He's never seen anything like the girl who dances around a pole like it's electricity and she's its primal spark. Zarley Halveston might dance under shimmering lights in a barely-there costume, but it's not the life she trained for. She can't see the brooding man in the back booth, but she knows he's there every night wasting himself. He's toxic, and it's not her job to care, until the night he collapses at her feet. Reid thought he'd hit bottom when he was sacked as CEO of his own company, but knowing he'd needed the kindness of a stranger for support, and realizing that stranger was the girl who danced at the dive bar he'd made home, shook him up. An apology, a thank you, a new start were in order, and maybe if Reid could convince Zarley he wasn't a total asshole there was hope he might put himself back together. Can the sacked CEO and the sexy dancer be good for each other, or is what they want from life too different to make a match?