Don't be fooled by the uniform. There's a badge around my neck, but that doesn't make me a hero. I'm just a dirty cop with a revenge fantasy.
Jasmine. She was a beauty in the photo, the girl who belongs to a man I hate. The plan was simple: Find her, get laid, come home.
Then she became more than a fantasy. Hell, she's the girl of my dreams. I don’t want to take her back, I want her home with me. Except Jasmine won’t leave, and I won’t leave her. It would be perfect, if it weren’t for Richard.
Her ex. The FBI agent. We were destined to hate each other, and now he knows I stole his girl. The bastard knows where I am, and he’s coming.
When she confronts her past, I'll be there to protect her.
- Original Title:The Detective (Fair Oaks #2)
- Author:Vanessa Waltz
- Rating:7.96 / 10
A beautiful woman smiles vacantly at me, her dark eyes wide with hope. Straight chestnut-brown hair sits on her bare shoulders, where there’s a set of baby-blue straps arching over her back. Her cheeks are rose pink, and her perfectly aligned smile suggests thousands of dollars in orthodontics. I wonder what secrets that smile hides.
It’s my job to sniff them out.
Cream Puff doesn’t seem like she’s got secrets that would interest me, but everyone has them. Even this girl. She looks as though she has a steel rod attached to her spine, making her sit up straight when all she wants to do is relax.
I tear my gaze from the photo as the bed groans. Naked curves press into my body, distracting me. Her hand slides under the sheets to splay over my chest. She kisses the sensitive skin right in the hollow of my ja...