Chasing Vivi by A.M. Hargrove

Prescott at times comes off as a little needy, “you were supposed to call me. Did you forget? Or … wait. How could you? I texted you, let’s see”—he pulls out his phone and silently ticks off the number of messages he sent—“six times, Vivi. I texted you six times.” Prescott is very posessive, "...and if you so much as look at another man, I’ll beat the living **** out of him.” He grins and suddenly he looks like the Big Bad Wolf." I loved this book, Prescott was one determined man.