from a USA TODAY bestselling anthology…
Griffin Fawkes:
They made him a killer.
They made him ruthless, callous, efficient.
And now, he knows he’s too damaged to ever be with a woman.
Especially not one as beautiful as Leigh Thorn.
He may wish to press her into the wall, claim her lips and touch her skin, but he won’t.
Instead, he’s going to use his skills to give protection to her. Nothing more.
Leigh Thorn:
If the mistaken folks find her, she’s dead.
But all she wants to do is snort lines and shoot marshmallow-flavored vodka until the whole thing’s bliss.
Griffin says he’s there to give protection to her.
Near as she will tell, he’s only raining on her parade.
Sure, he’s gorgeous. Solid and taut and rippling and…
That doesn’t give him the suitable to reserve her around.