She scooted closer and put a hand on his leg again. He felt less like steel this time and more like a man who enjoyed the sensation of a feminine hand moving higher. “Are you...

Ryan allowed himself a moment to enjoy the sight of her legs, long and muscular and indicative of her previous life as a dancer.Off-limits nannies shouldn’t be allowed to have legs like that. A man...

He shackled her with his hands, the press of his mouth ceaseless in its demands. She couldn’t move, couldn’t see, could barely breathe. Giving herself over to the fact that this was actually happening, that...