DD/lg

I thought I’d heard every pickup line in the book when Gabriel walked into my bar, told me he was running from the police, and asked me to help him hide by pretending we’re in love. Yeah right, pal. Then the cop walked in.

So I helped him hide. Hey, if you’d seen his pretty face, you’d have helped him too.

Take one unforgettable kiss, a dash of one dangerously dominant hitman, and a pinch of two giant arms wrapped so tight around my waist that I can’t move—suddenly, we’re not playing pretend with love anymore.

But when that big beautiful smooth-talking millionaire protective adoring jerk gets himself arrested anyway, it’s up to him, the city’s most wanted man, to make sure that our first kiss isn’t our last. I may be a good girl, but I’ll do anything bad to help my hitman.