Soft. Ripe. Juicy.
Her name is Empress. I asked. She didn’t tell. The new masseuse at The Governor is quiet and delicate. Delicate things get broken in the underworld, but Empress is on edge, those dark eyes harboring a thousand nightmares. Edgy gets my attention. And drawing my attention means trouble is coming. I should send her packing, but she clings to me, a man without a soul. One touch and all I think about is the taste of sweet nectar on my tongue. I know she has secrets but I’ll protect my little peach from bruises…at all costs.
Dark. Lethal. Haunted.
I ran from a dangerous man. Now, I’m attracted to one with a darkness that frightens even my demons. Distractions, in the form of my new client, Gabriel could prove deadly. Touching him, stroking my fingers over all his sinewy muscle makes my mouth water for a taste. Getting involved would mean trusting him with my secret. Gabriel’s no angel, yet being close to him transforms my living hell into heaven. Maybe I’m biting off more than I can swallow, or am I?
Book 1 – Lunchtime Chronicles: Salt Shaker
Book 2 – Lunchtime Chronicles: Italian Ice
Book 3 – Savage Bloodline: Corso DeLuca (DeLuca mafia family – Lunchtime Chronicles crossover novella)
Book 4 – Lunchtime Chronicles: Peaches and Cream
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