Pit Stop Baby by Taryn Quinn

Gage likes to remember the good times, “I remember the claw marks I wore for days after you left me.” Gage pays attention to his woman, “first of all, hello—not a girl.” She grinned around a crunchy bite. “And I’m well aware you’re not wearing a bra. You’re trying to kill me.” I loved this book, I loved Gage.