Angeline’s manager had to beg starving artist Andre Salidas to come back to work for “Hurricane Angeline.” He figured the increased salary would be worth it, but the woman in the back seat has changed. She’s now a bit more fragile, a lot more intriguing.
Once home, Andre thinks maybe he has found his muse—until a cold blast from her past threatens to blow out any flame they’ve sparked.
But now she’s finally home, where she can take the edge off with a self-care session with her favorite toys. Of course, what should come barreling through her bedroom door but…another cop!
It doesn’t take a detective badge to tell SWAT team sniper Marcus Pearson just what he’s interrupted. If he just resolve the situation under her bedroom window, he can put down his rifle and take aim at her aversion to the badge…
His conscience won’t let him leave the woman to wait for a ride that’s never going to come, but nothing prepares him for the curvy, blonde, fireball waiting for him at the local dive. Eric is used to diving into dangerous situations, but he can’t let Josie tempt him.
She needs the protection he’d sworn to give.
This book has been previously published.