Taken By the Pack
“The sun coming up bathed everything in that soft, pretty light as the birds sang up a racket. The patrol car didn’t fit. The lights were off, but maybe Cruz hadn’t wanted to announce his presence. Cruz himself was every bit as fine as she remembered, his long, powerful legs encased in khaki uniform pants. From the weapons belt slung low on his hips to his strong, capable hands, he radiated security and confidence. She’d never a bad word about Cruz. His family lived in the next town over, sleepy little bayou town. He came with a bunch of brothers and one sister, who somehow found the time to run both a women’s shelter and a shrimping business. He was a good man and the kind of man she should be dating. Unfortunately, the betraying throb in her core warned that Cruz and she might not have much of a romantic future. Her body preferred the bad boy wolf lurking behind her.Cruz frowned as he looked at her, a tiny pucker growing between dark slash of his brows. He had gorgeous eyes. Hell, he... was a gorgeous man.MoreLess
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