A guy. A girl. A silver pole . . . As owner of Jensen Securities, Max Jensen lives by one simple rule: Never take your eyes off the target. Once he spies lithe little Jordan Landon wrapped around a pole, though, his eyes aren't the problem. It's keeping his mind on his job.Her job as a pole-dancing instructor might cause a few raised eyebrows, but it's what she does on a speeding motorcycle that kicks Max's protective instincts into overdrive. And puts the hurt on his determination to keep his hands to himself.Years ago, Jordan left her wealthy, disapproving family behind to pursue her dream of opening her own dance studio. Approaching a hottie in a bar was easy in her college days, but now? If she wants him, she'll have to put her big-girl panties on and go for it.Once alone, their inhibitions disappear faster than their clothes. But when someone breaks into Jordan's home, Max finds himself in an uncomfortable position-as the target of Jordan's suspicions about his real motives.Warning: What better sexual partner than one who pole dances? Just think of the possibilities . . . Add in a stubbed toe, priceless Tiffany and meddling mothers and you're all Maxed out!