They called him the Lady Killer. Able to get into a woman’s panties in 3.6 seconds flat.
I know where he’s been. I know he keeps a list of all the women he’s f*cked.
And there are so many reasons I’m not interested in being another number.
I’m the reason his boxing career is over. The reason he almost died.
I can never stop running.
Problem is, he’s got his sights set on me…
And for the first time I don’t want to run.
From the minute I see her I know I’m looking at trouble.
I shouldn’t pursue her. I shouldn’t be trying to find out her secrets.
I’m supposed to be looking for the woman who mailed me a two-line pee-stick and no return address.
But Gemma Castle sees through the layers of my reputation.
And she thinks that guy is some kind of knight in shiny f*cking armor.
She makes me want to be that.
Saving her might just save me.