One More Night — K.B. Winters

IvyI should have run the other way.The blood dripping down his face and the thugs shoving him out of a van were the first clues.The wicked smile, rock-hard biceps, and abs that seem sculpted from sin should have been the last.But no, I let my heart get ahead of my common sense.Now, I'm staring down a man who's as dangerous as he is tempting, and my brain is screaming, Run.Too bad my heart isn't listening.ShaeAm I dreaming?I open my eyes to find a blue-eyed angel staring at me like I'm worth saving.She doesn't know me, and if she did, she'd run.I'm the guy with blood on his hands—and not just from a fight.But when she touches me, the darkness fades.Her smile gives me hope for something better.Something I know I can't have.Because she deserves more than a man who kills to survive.Still, I want her.Here. Now. Just one more night.Love filthy-talking Irish mob bosses who can make your pulse race and your panties disappear with just a glance?Scroll up and one-click today!