Royal St. James got her name when she was born. Not because
her mother loved her royally, but because Royal was a giant pain in the ass.
She’s spent her entire life fighting to live, and the last thing she needs is
to deal with some pretty-boy police officer who wouldn’t know a hardship if it
came up and bit him in the…you know.
Justice Rector wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He was raised to work hard and always fight for what he believed in. His father
was a cop, and ever since he could remember, he wanted to be one, too.
It was a complete coincidence that he ends up going
undercover and meeting Royal St. James. It was just one day, a single moment in
time. All routine.
Just do the buy, make the bust, and get out.
But Royal St. James, aptly named, screws everything up.
Royally.
All of a sudden, he has a decision to make: blow his cover
and save the girl, or save himself.
Of course, he does the most stupid thing possible.
By saving the girl who most assuredly did not want to be
saved.
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Justice just loves surprisimg his woman, "apparently, based solely on the look of wonder on her face, it was a good choice. “I. Love. Food. Trucks,” she declared breathily. My lips twitched." Royal is quite unfiltered and I loved it, “so are you a boob man, or an *** man?” I found myself asking..." I loved this book, I adored Royal and Justice.
Meet the Author:
When she’s not writing,
you can find her curled up in her favorite chair reading.
Lani is married with
three children and lives in the Great State of Texas.
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