Nothing sexier than a woman who knows how to hurt you.

One glance at the way he looked at her, and Sam knew exactly what he was. A lethal habit, she thought. The accelerator on a race car. A halo jump on a crystal clear day....

That’s a mouthful.

Her business, more than any other, proved how much vulnerability could cost you. And she’d paid for every good thing she had, again and again, until the pain of exposure had made her choose her...

It’s not compromise if it doesn’t sting just a little bit on both sides, now is it?

He looked like a walking, talking billboard for deliciously irresponsible behavior and a treasure trove of regrettable decisions.

It’s normal to love a dangerous woman. They know how to wield their power, an they’re not afraid of yours. They make you work for everything you get and it’s all the sweeter once you...