Those exotic womanly curves… She was an enigma I had to unravel. I wasn’t there for the thrill of it. Not really. It was just something to do. But then she picked me out of the crowd. The sultry burlesque dancer. Savannah. Jesus, my c*ck ached as she danced over me. Bending. Contorting. I needed her like fire needs oxygen. I had Savannah that night. And several nights after that. There was no end to the lust she stirred in me... Then it all went to sh*t. Now, Savannah’s pregnant. With my babies. Triplets. This wasn’t the deal. I know who I am— A fucking widow who gave up on emotional bullshit long ago. But I can’t walk away from this. I can’t abandon the mother of my children. I know Savannah doesn’t trust me. And hell, I don’t blame her. However, she needs to understand that she’s mine. Her and our unborn kids. And no one is going to f@*k that up.

    

    

    

    Conflicting evidence puts him at odds with others on his team—especially the newest team member, his brother’s ex-girlfriend, Jacq Sheppard. As the case heats up, so does Dylan’s affection for Jacq. She's independent, adventurous, spunky. All the qualities he could hope for. But exactly the ones that his mother opposes. Living up to her standards is hard enough, especially in his brother's shadow, but tying his life to Jacq means existing as a disappointment to his mom forever. Sparks fly and disastrous choices are made as Jacq and Dylan fight to save the vulnerable girl from human trafficking. When the situation explodes, Dylan must douse his fears and go into the flames.You aren't going to want to miss this novel, the first in a four book (plus a prequel) series!