Stormy Knight by Roux Cantrell

Reeves

He knew the shape of her well. He’d spent the last two years trying to forget her touch. The sounds of her moans. The smell of her skin, and what her body felt like as his hands roamed over it. Not another woman he’d bedded since her had slacked his lust. Not one had satisfied him like Stormy Knight had. Now, she was back. Back in his house, his arms, and his bed.

But she comes with more than a suitcase. Her face is scared, her life’s in danger, and all of it is my fault. I’ll make it right, I’ll find the bastard and rip his very soul out.

STORMY

He was the one-man Stormy couldn’t lock down. Couldn’t catch in her web of seduction. The one that hadn’t fallen for her bright eyes, swaying hips, or her flirty words. No, Reeves Salvador was not like all the other guys she’d ever toyed with. He was the one that got away. The one that sent her on a path of bad choices. Now, she’s waiting on him to save her.