Taming the Rogue — Cris Anson

FANTINEI went to this particular bar to find answers. Instead, I find this gorgeous man, slouched against the bar in a here-I-am-you-lucky-woman pose, giving me all kinds of signals. He's tall, dark-eyed, handsome...young. Too young? Maybe, but so what? Even a tenured college professor on a mission needs some excitement in her life. Do I dare cross a line and accept the unspoken invitation of this brash rogue? ROLFYou bet I'm a bad boy! I love all women: big, small, young, old, and I get 'em every day of the week. But they never last long. Until this elegant, green-eyed chick strolls into my brother's bar and takes my breath away. A bit older than me, but I don't care. She's got great curves and sashays like a runway model in those red stilettos. And she's giving me the eye. I have to make a move. I'd never forgive myself if I let this one get away.