Hot Spices — Kristen Kelly

TurnerFrom the moment she pulled that gun on me I knew I wanted her. Not wanted exactly but craved…like a junkie craves cocaine after three days of withdrawal. Or worse.I caved that dark hair splayed across my pillow.I craved the crush of her lips upon mine, the bruise of her body beneath me but she's gun shy. All those men before me? Assholes. Every one. It's a hard act to follow.I'll have to earn her trust, her respect and show her the real me. And when I do…I'll show her what a real man is like! ValThe last thing I need in my life is a man who will undo me. Thwart my plans for a better life, distract me with a wink and a sexy smile I can't resist.I'm not a little girl anymore. I've been offered it all before. Nice clothes. Fine food. The oh so hot body that melts me with a single kiss. But it all comes with a price. At least it didUntil now.I expected him to turn me in.I expected him to rant and rave about pulling a gun on him. What I didn't expect was to fall in love.