*Although part of this series, this story can be read as a standalone.*A life lived in fear, is a life half lived.When I decided to follow my stepbrother and move interstate, I still carried the scars from my past. Due to my violent upbringing, at my father's hands, my trust in men is limited. So much so that I'm twenty years old and I've never had a boyfriend.My best friend Cassie convinced me to have a one-night stand - with a hot, tattooed, Harley-riding stranger - on my twenty-first birthday, and it changed everything. Even though I snuck out of his house while he was sleeping, I had zero regrets. Not only did he rock my world multiple times, he woke up something inside me, a part of me that I never knew existed.I'll treasure those memories because they're all I'll ever have. I'm far too damaged for a serious relationship.I've never been a commitment kind of guy; some may even call me a player. That's probably how I found myself in the situation I'm now in - a single dad to a sweet kid who has a severe case of mummy issues.When that poor excuse for a human dumped him on my doorstep, it didn't take me long to become attached. That's when I decided it was time to stop living the party life and get my act together. This broken little boy deserved at least one decent parent, and since that would never be his mother, that job was left up to me.I was content doing life with just the two of us ... until I hooked up with her . She was different to all the others; sweet and innocent, with a sassy mouth that turned me on. For the first time ever, I contemplated more - that is until she did a runner in the dead of night.I didn't even know her real name, so I had no way of tracking her down, or so I thought. I had no idea that little temptress was actually my best friend's baby sister.