Description Hot Spices
From the moment she pulled that gun on me I knew I wanted her. Not wanted exactly but craved…like a junkie craves cocaine after three days of withdrawal. Or worse.
I caved that dark hair splayed across my pillow.
I craved the crush of her lips upon mine, the bruise of her body beneath me but she’s gun shy. All those men before me? Assholes. Every one. It’s a hard act to follow.
I’ll have to earn her trust, her respect and show her the real me.
And when I do…
I’ll show her what a real man is like!
The last thing I need in my life is a man who will undo me. Thwart my plans for a better life, distract me with a wink and a sexy smile I can’t resist.
I’m not a little girl anymore. I’ve been offered it all before. Nice clothes. Fine food. The oh so hot body that melts me with a single kiss.
But it all comes with a price.
At least it did
I expected him to turn me in.
I expected him to rant and rave about pulling a gun on him.
What I didn’t expect was to fall in love.