Tasked with protecting Mia Casteel, he’s drawn to her fiery spirit despite his duty. Her father’s secrets and his growing obsession create a conflict between duty and desire. As Mia pushes his boundaries, he struggles to keep his promise to keep her safe—even from himself. What will he choose?
“I won’t say anything to anybody. Not ever.” He stares at me for a long time like he’s trying to figure out whether I’m telling the truth. I must convince him because he nods. “Good. And obviously, nobody back home can know.” “You don’t need to say that, believe me.” “So when we go home…
At least she can’t accuse me of sneaking up and scaring her, even if she gasps with a hand over her chest. “You need to wear a bell around your neck.” “You need to stop listening to your music at deafening levels.” “Thanks for the advice.” She looks me up and down, her nose wrinkling.…
I figure there has to be a reason.” “And there is, but it’s nothing like that.” “I’m glad to hear it.” I pause, waiting to see if he’ll explain. He doesn’t. “So what’s going on? Some big surprise you have planned for me?” I didn’t expect him to laugh, not the way he does. Like…
She massages me in slow circles, and I have to wonder how often she’s thought of this. I catch her wrist and hold it still. “You’re playing with fire,” I warn. “You don’t have to tell me that,” she whispers, her lip disappearing under her teeth. So fucking sexy. Innocence and sensuality all wrapped up…
I already know he’s good at this, and I lie back again. It’s amazing how much I already trust him. I know he won’t hurt me. “Has there ever been anything inside this beautiful pussy?” he asks before teasing my outer lips with the tip of his tongue. I can’t help but seize up, gasping,…
“Are you trying to kill me? Because one of these days, my heart’s going to stop when you surprise me like that.” He doesn’t apologize. He doesn’t say a word, in fact. He doesn’t have to. He has that same look in his eye that he did earlier before he kissed me. I can’t get…
That we could never do that again. Eventually, my needs are going to catch up with me. And so will hers. I can’t stay in my room all day, that’s for sure. I need to face this like a man. “You’ve got this!” I tell myself before flinging my bedroom door open. The aroma of…
Ever since the boss told me about his plans for her and how she should take a cooking class. She finishes putting a fancy-ass charcuterie board together. Cheese, nuts, dried fruit, olives, crackers… it goes on and on. She keeps going back to a video on her phone like she’s comparing it to what the…
She goes back and sits on the floor, facing the sofa from the other side of the coffee table. As always, Posey is the group leader and already has her laptop open. Those boys should have known better than to think she would let the whole night pass without at least talking about schoolwork for…
You can’t screw with me like this.” “Who said I was screwing around?” With both hands, he takes me by the hips and pulls me tight against the rod in his pants. “I need you. I want you. I’m so fucking tired of pretending I don’t.” This can’t be happening. Is it a dream? No,…