Dangerous. That’s the first word that came to mind when I set my eyes upon my new co-worker at Forever Inked. Beautiful. That’s the next word my mind conjured up. I’d never thought of a man as beautiful before. Handsome? Yes. Cute? Sure. Freakin’ hot? Absolutely. Beautiful? Never. Draven was dangerously beautiful.
I stopped dealing with dangerous men years ago. I’d gone to extremes to avoid them. I’d created a new life for myself. I was happy. Perhaps a little lonely, but safe. I’d take lonely over a dangerous man any day, no matter how beautiful he was.
I just didn’t know how I was going to avoid Draven since I had to work with him every day. Not even God was going to be able to help me with this one.
My new “boss” was curvy as hell, wrapped in tight jeans and a t-shirt that showed just a hint of cleavage. Layla’s inky black hair fell halfway down her back and begged to have my hand wrapped around it as she screamed out my name. I didn’t miss the way her perfectly drawn, dark-lined cat eyes had roamed over my body or the way she had clenched her thighs together.
Little did she know that she’d already started a fire within me. A curiosity. I wouldn’t be happy until I solved the puzzle that was her.
I wouldn’t be here long, but Layla could entertain me while I was. She was mine.