Danger. Deception. Desire.
He broke her heart once. Can he save her life now?
Doriana Callahan's life is unraveling. Someone is stalking her and sabotaging her father's company; her teenage son is rebelling; and Logan Tanner is back in town. For sixteen years she's kept an explosive secret from Logan, a secret he soon discovers.
Logan never belonged in Doriana's world, but a long time ago he allowed himself to dream of a future with her, until the awful night he was forced to run. Now he's back and he needs her forgiveness, but first he must forgive himself.
Despite the fact that Doriana kept the existence of his son from him, Logan vows to protect her. He races against time to stop the culprit threatening Doriana and works to forge a bond with his son.
Can the love and passion that still burn between Doriana and Logan overcome old lies and new dangers? The clock is ticking on a second chance at love.
He lounged against the doorframe. Despite his casual stance, he looked like a dangerous animal, coiled and ready to spring. And she was his prey. She swallowed.
“You need to eat.” His lopsided grin made heat curl in her stomach. “Let’s go.”
“Go? Together?” Her throat tightened. After Friday she couldn’t trust herself with him. “I can’t. I’m swamped.”
“Lighten up, Doriana. The world won’t end just because you didn’t stay at your desk for an hour.”
He walked into the room to stand in front of her. “You’ve been under a lot of stress. You need to relax. I thought we were friends.”
She shifted uncomfortably. “Not exactly friends.”
“Then what are we?” he said, moving closer.
He straightened. “Reminding me you’re the boss?”
The challenge in his eyes made her bristle. “I’m not some snooty elitist.”
“Prove it.” He planted his palms firmly on the wood surface of her desk. Sunlight glinted on his days-old growth of beard, empathizing the firm set of his jaw. She grabbed a pencil and twisted her fingers around it, resisting the urge to touch his face.
“I don’t want to spar with you, Doriana. I just want to take you to lunch.”
She met his unwavering gaze. She’d prove to herself she could handle her emotions where Logan was concerned. He’d be gone in a few months anyway. The thought darkened her mood like the sudden clouds that scudded over the sky and obscured the weak sunlight.
“It’s my turn to pay,” she said, standing. “You paid for the cheesesteaks.”
“You’re on,” he said, throwing her a devastating smile that weakened her knees like steel girders set in sand.
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