I don't like you being in danger. I don't like that your job puts you in danger.""Is it because I'm a woman?""Nope," he said simply. "It's because you're you.

I'm going to have a lot of clothes."He pulled her close, sliding his hands down to her ass and squeezing. God, he loved everything about her. "I will have a lot of fun taking them off you.

I'm going to kiss you now," he murmured. "Don't freak out.

This is probably a mistake,” he rasped out, his words jumbled against her mouth.“So?” She didn’t care if it was. He was a mistake she would make again and again.

Getting romantically involved with a woman he was depending on to help clear his name? No.

I need to shower before we head out.” “Do you want company?” He should tell her no. “Yes,” he managed to rasp out. Like she even needed to ask.

He wanted everything from her. All her kisses, her sexy looks… everything.

Freaking Fritos. Who the heck ate Fritos without dip or chili?

I can do slow and soft.” He lowered his voice as he leaned closer. “And fast and hard, or a mix of the two. Whatever you want, Ana.