By day, he is plastic. By night, he is obsession.
Katherine Wilder lives on the road. Her Jeep. Her camper. Her freedom. She answers to no one, belongs to nothing, and likes it that way.
Then she finds him on her windshield.
A rubber duck dressed like a sheriff—tiny hat, silver badge, and a note tied around his neck:
He became too much.
I'm sorry.
She should throw it away.
She doesn't.
The moment she places him on her dashboard, everything changes. Her Jeep starts without a key. Locked doors open on their own. Dangerous men who follow her into the dark never make it back out. Sometimes, when she wakes in her camper after sunset, she feels hands that shouldn't exist trailing down her spine.
The duck is not a gift. It's a curse.
By day, he's harmless plastic. By night, he becomes what he once was—a sheriff damned for loving too violently, too obsessively, too carnally. His last love was ripped from him. His punishment was eternal solitude.
Until Kate carried him away. Now she belongs to him. Every inch of her. He protects her with brutal precision. He watches her with devastating hunger. He learns every sound she makes, every shiver, every sigh—and he has no intention of stopping there.
Kate knows she should run. But no one has ever looked at her the way he does. No one has ever made her feel so wanted, so consumed, so ruined.
The safest she's ever felt is pinned beneath his gaze. The most terrified she's ever been is when she realizes she'll let him do whatever he wants. He was never cursed to be gentle.
She was never meant to stay free.
Genre: Romance
Katherine Wilder lives on the road. Her Jeep. Her camper. Her freedom. She answers to no one, belongs to nothing, and likes it that way.
Then she finds him on her windshield.
A rubber duck dressed like a sheriff—tiny hat, silver badge, and a note tied around his neck:
He became too much.
I'm sorry.
She should throw it away.
She doesn't.
The moment she places him on her dashboard, everything changes. Her Jeep starts without a key. Locked doors open on their own. Dangerous men who follow her into the dark never make it back out. Sometimes, when she wakes in her camper after sunset, she feels hands that shouldn't exist trailing down her spine.
The duck is not a gift. It's a curse.
By day, he's harmless plastic. By night, he becomes what he once was—a sheriff damned for loving too violently, too obsessively, too carnally. His last love was ripped from him. His punishment was eternal solitude.
Until Kate carried him away. Now she belongs to him. Every inch of her. He protects her with brutal precision. He watches her with devastating hunger. He learns every sound she makes, every shiver, every sigh—and he has no intention of stopping there.
Kate knows she should run. But no one has ever looked at her the way he does. No one has ever made her feel so wanted, so consumed, so ruined.
The safest she's ever felt is pinned beneath his gaze. The most terrified she's ever been is when she realizes she'll let him do whatever he wants. He was never cursed to be gentle.
She was never meant to stay free.
Genre: Romance
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