It wasn't every day that I was shot at by a sniper. But this was now my life, being hunted by someone my (dead) ex-fiancé had crossed. They thought I had something he'd taken, and they weren't going to stop until they had what they wanted.
I went to the best security company around, but what I ended up with was a bodyguard who was as hot and tempting as he was grumpy and annoyingly bossy. Vaughn reluctantly took me on as a client, despite my inability to pay, and put me in his own personal safehouse with a set of rules to follow.
But a few of those rules? Yeah, I broke them just because I knew it would provoke him. What I didn't anticipate was the kind of punishment he decided to dole out . . . and it wasn't long before we went from enemies, to lovers, and an indecent proposal was struck between us.
We both swore it was all temporary, but the closer Vaughn gets to finding out who is after me and why, I realize walking away from this man might be much harder than I'd ever imagined.
