Rafe

A billionaire age-gap holiday romance

Rafe
I hated New Year's Eve until a too-short, too-young, sexy cat burglar snuck into my hotel room and my heart. You can't blame me for being intrigued. Just because I call security doesn't mean I don't intend to keep her for myself. And Kaycee's a lot less skilled at hiding her feelings than she is at breaking and entering. She says she doesn't want her very own grumpy billionaire, but her kisses tell a different story. Could be claiming my feisty littl...