Being a female modern day Robin Hood came with risks—like being caught. Seth Maxwell was too smart for his own good . . . and I was now in the position where I had to make a deal with the devil himself. Get turned over to the authorities, or agree to be this man’s plaything for two weeks. It was an indecent invitation, but one I couldn’t resist . . .

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.

I’d fallen for him the first time he smiled at me. My heart was his the moment he’d complimented me on my explosives skills. As members of KTS, a secret military group who was tasked with saving the world from the biggest and baddest of the criminal underworld, we went the places other people couldn’t, put our lives on the line when others wouldn’t. But being a KTS agent was hell on a woman’s love life, especially when they looked like me—not petite and slender or wonderfully curved. For women like me, broad-shouldered, normal-looking, love seemed to always pass us by. Knowing that, I put my unrequited crush of Leo aside, switched teams, and got on with my life, content in my part in taking out the bad guys. But then Leo came back. Then he saw me. And I wondered if perhaps love for a “woman like me” might not be a fantasy after all.