Into the Dark (Into the, #2) Author: T.A. McKay

 
Don’t hate the player … hate the game.

Have fun. Never settle.

Those are the very words that Mason McIntyre has lived by for most of his adult life.
The single life is the one he craves. The one that suits him.
A different girl in his bed each weekend, with no ties. It’s the only way to be.
But, what will happen when he finally meets a girl who dares to say no?
What will happen when the challenge of that one unobtainable girl becomes something else?
What will happen when the player finally gets played?

Niamh Knight doesn’t like players, especially ones who have slept with most of her friends. A pretty face doesn’t impress her, but when that pretty face becomes connected to a man who won’t give up his fight for her, how long will she be able to keep her guard up?
She tries to stay away, tries not to fall for his charm. But, will the player finally win his prize?

Both are faced with a challenge. One like they’ve never faced before.
Can the player finally settle down with only one girl? And, can that girl trust the player?
They know one thing for certain. It’s like the blind leading the blind … Into The Dark.  
 
“Rocco?” Ok, now I'm really confused. Where the hell did he come from, and why is he here? I have no idea what is going on, but I don't have much time to think before Makenzie is leading me up the stone steps. “Makenzie, please tell me what’s going on. Where are we going?” She doesn’t miss a step when she answers me. “All will be revealed, Niamh. You know what, you worry too much.” I worry too much? I think I have a right to worry when we walk through the doors of a strange building. She leads me through a hall until we are standing in front of a set of closed double doors. Rocco appears by my side and takes my hand, placing it in the crook of his elbow. He looks down at me and gives me a huge smile, the smile that makes me realise why Makenzie fell for him. “Are you ready?” My heart is racing in my chest with nerves. I've never felt like this before, the knowledge that something is about to happen but not knowing what it is. “Ready for what?” He leans down and kisses my cheek as the doors in front of us open. “For this.”