Bree Winters grew up distrusting cops and all they stood for, with only her brother to take care of her. After years of being forced to live apart, Bree moves to the small town of Mt. Eve with two goals in mind: to once again have her brother nearby and turn the dream she’s worked years to accomplish into a reality. Now with one goal met and her dream so close, she’s thrust into a situation filled with the things she hates the most…deception, lies, and cops.
Draco Vittore grew up in a life he didn’t want. At a very young age Draco discovered the true meaning of ‘bad guys’ and the type of person he didn’t want to be. Now a Virginia State police officer in their specialty unit, he’s good at two things:being a cop and picking up women—and he’s never had a problem in either department. His rules are simple—be the best damn cop he can be and never bring a woman home.
Until—a chance encounter involving a broken shower, a situation he won’t back down from, and a woman he can’t seem to forget.
When Bree's life is threatened with a fate worse than death, Draco will do anything to keep her safe. Will he cross a line he can’t come back from? Or will both of their pasts keep her from being… Safe With Him?
Draco took another bite and thought; she was driving him completely insane! With that talking/mumbling shit that was just too fuckin’ cute. And did she have to walk around in those sexy as hell clothes, teasing him with just hints of damn skin? Skin he wanted to touch and taste so fuckin’ bad he itched?
Then she insults him twice, to his damn face! Once saying his own brother was too nice of a guy to even be related to him, then that shit about cops. What the fuck was that all about? He wondered and not for the first time.
Then that sweet ‘sorry’ of hers, which he had a feeling was more about dropping the plates than the insults she threw out at him.
When he grabbed her hand to help her up off the floor, her small hand wrapped in his felt like silk. He liked just holding her hand. What the shit was that about? He was 34 years old and he stopped hand holding at 15. Then, pulling her chair out for her. He did not do shit like that!
And yeah, her liking his cooking was fine but did she have to moan, with that post orgasmic look on that gorgeous face? Then she had to up all that gorgeousness and smile—right at him! The kind of smile that makes a man want to do damn near anything just to get another one of those damn gorgeous smiles.
Insane! Completely insane! That’s where she was sending him.
And what the hell was up with her not drinking? Ever? He looked at her then. She was of age wasn’t she? Oh fuck, was she under 21? Did he seriously just offer alcohol to a minor?
“How old are you?” He barked, a little too gruffly, but shit she had to be over 21. Right? Please, fuck, be over 21 he silently begged.
She jerked her head up and narrowed her eyes at him. “Excuse me?”
“You are over 21 aren’t you?” He damn near begged.
Looking him right in the eyes, “I will be next month.” She said so sweetly with just a slight tilt to her head.
“Fuckin’ hell!” He groaned. Then watched her lip twitched right before she busted out laughing and fuck if that that wasn’t sexy too.
“Bet you’re glad I didn’t take you up on that beer, huh Kojak?” She questioned still giggling.
He just stared at her for a beat, then two. She was only 20 and he was…too damn old to be thinking what he had been thinking.
“Trying to catch flies?” She asked, and when he still didn’t answer or move, she leaned over and placed her hand under his chin and pushed his mouth closed, then slid her fingers slowly back. “Relax, super sleuth. I’m 26. But thanks for the compliment, even if you didn’t intend it that way.” She sat back and started eating again, like she didn’t just scare the piss out of him and turn him on at the same damn time.
Okay, he had to get this woman out of his house. He told himself.
“Serves you right for asking a woman her age.” She said, adding a small side smile that was just cute as hell.
“After we eat wanta’ watch the movie?” He asked her before he even realized what the hell he was doing.