Knox Sinclair is a man of a few words.
Touching him is a bad idea.
I already know that.
I know it and I want to do it anyway.
My life is a mess—A man is the last thing I need.
My dead husband left behind nothing but trouble.
Knox has answers, but he isn't sharing.
I don’t know if I can trust him.
I want to. I can’t afford to be wrong.
My body is begging for his, but I need to say no.
I don’t have to say a word and women fall in my lap.
I never wanted to keep one until Lily.
I saw her picture and I wanted her.
Now I can’t stop thinking about her.
I want to touch her.
Kiss her pouty lips.
Caress her sweet ass.
I’m here to keep Lily and her son safe.
And find answers
But trusting her… that’s a different story.
With both of our lives on the line trusting Lily is my only option…