I don't need a bodyguard. I've survived worse than death threats.
But my editor doesn't care what I think. And the man he hired — a former Navy SEAL with storm-grey eyes and a jaw carved from granite — isn't asking for my permission.
Grant Morrison doesn't negotiate. He doesn't bend. And he doesn't leave.
I'm an investigative journalist weeks away from exposing a trafficking ring that reaches into the highest levels of power. The closer I get to the truth, the more dangerous my world becomes. And the only thing standing between me and a bullet is a man who makes my blood boil — and my heart race.
He says he's here to protect me. That this is just a contract. Just a job.
But the way he watches me says something different. The way his hands tremble when he pulls me from danger tells a story his mouth refuses to speak.
He's been broken by war. I've been hardened by a life spent alone.
We're a disaster waiting to happen.
So why does falling feel like the safest thing I've ever done?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
But my editor doesn't care what I think. And the man he hired — a former Navy SEAL with storm-grey eyes and a jaw carved from granite — isn't asking for my permission.
Grant Morrison doesn't negotiate. He doesn't bend. And he doesn't leave.
I'm an investigative journalist weeks away from exposing a trafficking ring that reaches into the highest levels of power. The closer I get to the truth, the more dangerous my world becomes. And the only thing standing between me and a bullet is a man who makes my blood boil — and my heart race.
He says he's here to protect me. That this is just a contract. Just a job.
But the way he watches me says something different. The way his hands tremble when he pulls me from danger tells a story his mouth refuses to speak.
He's been broken by war. I've been hardened by a life spent alone.
We're a disaster waiting to happen.
So why does falling feel like the safest thing I've ever done?
Genre: Romantic Suspense