She's untouched, never known a man's touch, and figures I'm just some slick bastard out to ruin her.

She's off the mark. I asked her to dinner; she shot me down, preaching about real love like a dreamer.

Cute, I thought, until she rolled up with a picnic, all shy and defiant.

Now I'm in deep. She loves the wild like I do, but there's a twist—a secret baby buzz. If it's mine, it's checkmate.

I'll make her crave me, prove I'm her man.