A Little Naughty

I wasn't planning to propose to Raif Jones, the bad boy from the wrong side of town. The one with the tattooed muscles, naughty blue eyes, and dimpled, James-Dean grin. You see, it all started with a series of bad decisions. First was flirting with a dangerous criminal to rescue a little girl I didn't even know. Second was throwing a massive, masked gala in my small-town hideout (complete with drag queens) and not expecting to draw attention... Then Raif rode in on a motorcycle and melted my undies (and my heart), saying he wouldn't let anybody hurt me. Of course, I asked him to marry me. Imagine my surprise when he said yes. We're a little naughty and a lot hot, and the perks of being married are very... perky. They're perky in the shower, on the kitchen table, against the front door... Until Bad Decision #1 tracks me down (thanks to Bad Decision #2), and my outlaw husband turns Alpha Protector, risking everything to keep us safe. It's just a marriage of convenience. It's supposed to have an end date. But when the dust settles, walking away from Raif Jones could be the worst decision I've ever made.