I moved to Clover Ridge to disappear into spreadsheets and silence.
I didn't plan on him — the man with dark eyes and ink-stained knuckles who watched me from across a chain-link fence like I was something worth guarding. Declan Frost doesn't talk much. But when he stands behind me in a crowded room, everyone else disappears.
I've never let anyone close enough to touch me. Not like that. My mother made sure I knew the cost of wanting — and I've spent my whole life paying it.
But Declan doesn't ask permission to protect what's his. And the way he looks at me — like I'm the first thing he's ever been afraid to lose — makes me want to stop hiding.
He says what he holds, he holds with everything.
I'm starting to believe him.
The only question is — can I survive being his?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
I didn't plan on him — the man with dark eyes and ink-stained knuckles who watched me from across a chain-link fence like I was something worth guarding. Declan Frost doesn't talk much. But when he stands behind me in a crowded room, everyone else disappears.
I've never let anyone close enough to touch me. Not like that. My mother made sure I knew the cost of wanting — and I've spent my whole life paying it.
But Declan doesn't ask permission to protect what's his. And the way he looks at me — like I'm the first thing he's ever been afraid to lose — makes me want to stop hiding.
He says what he holds, he holds with everything.
I'm starting to believe him.
The only question is — can I survive being his?
Genre: Romantic Suspense