The second he pulled out his weapon, she knew she was in trouble . . .
My job as a photojournalist means I’ve learned to take care of myself. The last thing I need or want is a roguish thug with a questionable past interfering in my life. Sawyer might be sexy, but he’s a friend of my ex’s and an unwelcome reminder of everything I’m trying to forget.
But with a hurricane about to hit the coast, hunkering down with him in my historic lighthouse is my only option.
A bottle of tequila, a game of twenty questions, and a lot of flirting, and I’m done fighting my attraction to him.
He might be incredible in bed, but he refuses to tell me anything about his job, his past, or how he knows my ex.
After an explosive weekend together, I’m beginning to think Sawyer is hiding as much as I am . . .