I left town eleven years ago.
Hell was behind me, and I vowed I’d never go back.
Then I got an email that shook me to my core.
“Theresa’s in trouble.”
That’s all I needed to know.
When I finally saw her I cursed myself for leaving.
A vixen with lips so full and curves that could kill.
Danger’s stalking her. Lucky for me, I like danger.
The bastard who wants to harm her has a death wish.
Theresa’s mine now. And I always protect what’s mine.