The L.A. Stars

In the club, with flashing lights and loud music, seeing him across the room is a scene out of a movie. We lock eyes and sway to the beat—instantly connecting. He nudges his head, calling me to the other side. Me? Of all the women in the club, this sexy man wants me to join him in VIP. So I do. And then I realize how tall he is, and the other guys surrounding him are also. Wait. This guy was on the basketball court at the game I watched the night before. The guys standing around him are his teammates on the Houston Outlaws.

When Chloe moved to LA, she wasn't trying to meet a star or become one. While working for a famous chef, Chloe made a delivery to Chris' house. Although he had the physique, the face, and that devilish grin that made her want to spread open for him on the counter—he was a client. And she was strictly forbidden from fraternizing with clients.

Dante would be there for her even if it meant missing his basketball game and getting fined. He'd always been there for her. Even after Ranae married her high school sweetheart—Dante called every year to wish her a happy birthday. When she answered the phone crying, he was willing to drop...