I knew of Beau Ryland long before he was seducing women all over the world with that sexy rasp. I'll admit, I was obsessed with him. When I met him alongside the red clay banks of that Alabama lake, I literally stumbled into his arms. He smiled, and I was bright red with embarrassment but it was enough. For one weekend that summer, we were carefree and lost under the southern stars. He showed me there was more to him than a country singer with a reputation...