He’s my enemy… and my assignment. One night—that’s all it should be. One night of raw, primal passion. When his plane goes down, it should be the end. Instead, it’s just the beginning. I betrayed Lucas Kent, and now he’ll make me pay.
I was a Marine. An operative. A hardcore soldier. Something brought me to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, and now I’m a biker. Whatever drew me here is bigger than my own baggage, and it isn’t the CIA, or Force-Recon, or anyone else. There’s a pull. Her name is Grace. She’s missing, possibly because of the MC and our haphazard raid on the White Lair. Grace is my new mission. An op. Nothing more.
Roxy Quinn—tattooed goddess, daughter of punk rockers, and general beautiful badass—thought she’d never see Edward Cavendish III again. The wealthy, British hotelier wandered into her dingy New York City tattoo parlor, a little drunk and a lot broken-hearted. And very, very charming.