Met her. Got familiar. Liked it. A lot. Wouldn't mind some more. Same ol' story-they meet, roll around in the sheets and get their happily ever after... or don't-right? So what makes ours any different? Simple. This story involves one Presley Alexandra Beckett. The woman who takes any and every damn thing I thought I knew and flips, twists, distorts, denies and defies it until I lose track of up from down. Just when I start to think I've got her figured...