Working for the Enemy

*He’s the town’s grumpiest mountain man. I’m the girl with a target on her back. And now, I’m working for the enemy.*

Marlowe: Hide in plain sight. That was the plan when I fled to Forge Creek, Colorado. I thought a sunny smile and a few jokes would keep the locals from asking questions about where I came from.

It works on everyone… except him. Kane is a mountain of a man with a scowl that could melt glaciers. Every time we bump into each other, he glares at me like I’m a trespasser.

He’s older, rugged, and possible a little unhinged. So when he suddenly demands I come work as his assistant at his construction yard, I should say no.

But I’m desperate, penniless, and he’s offering cash. I’ll do his menial tasks, endure his growling, and keep my distance.

I just have to remember he’s the enemy… no matter how safe I feel when he’s near. Kane: A botched special ops mission taught me to notice everything.

The second Marlowe walked into my town, she became my entire world. She thinks she’s hiding behind her bright laughs, but I see the skittish, innocent girl underneath. I see the fear in her eyes.

My attempts to talk to her come out like threats, driving her away. So, I did the only thing a man obsessed could do: I gave her a job at Ironworks to keep her under my roof and within my sight.

She thinks I’m a jerk. She thinks I’m the enemy. Let her.

Because someone is hunting my sweet, curvy girl. They think she’s unprotected. But to get to her, they’ll have to go through a man who has absolutely nothing left to lose.

I’m twice her age, I’m out of patience, and I’m about to show Marlowe exactly how protective an alpha can be.