You name it, I’ve done it. Or better stated, I’ve done them…
Women come when I call. Panties drop. Pure and simple. When Kate stepped out of our tow truck with a wrecked car on the hook, I was determined...I wanted her then and there.
Her snappy wit, sass and fire drives me to learn what makes her tick.
Thing is...She’s the exact trouble I don’t need.
Charged and explosive like a keg of dynamite.
My life has been twisted, tortured, torn down, torn apart and rebuilt so many times that being alone is safe. Why you ask? Well, when you’re running from the mafia that destroyed your family, and continually attempts to murder you, you’d find alone safe too.
Trust no one.
Believe in only yourself.
Pulling up to the garage on a tow truck looking for a quick repair and run, I’m annoyed by the sinful, broody, crass mouthed mechanic. Telling me my only means of escaping the mob is not worth fixing, he pisses me off. Ryker’s cocky attitude urges me to fight him at every turn.
His smarmy smile makes me want to knock it right off his face.
Ryker expects all women to fall for his charm. I have no intention of adding to the notches on his bedpost.
He does smell fantastic.
And that linebacker chest begs for scars.
Maybe a quick stop can’t hurt?
From the bestselling author Kerri Ann. Charged is a standalone mafia story.