Hot For Her Mercenary

Author: Pippa Little
Category: Erotic | Romance | New Adult
Total pages: 18

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Hot For Her Mercenary

STEPHANIE
Someone’s going to kill me.
The problem, though, is that the man hired to do it happens to be just what I need for a different problem. Dying can wait.
I will not die a virgin.
I’d die of embarrassment over anything else he has planned for me. But the idea of an up-and-coming senator cut down in her prime before she even… Well…. It’s not what I want to be remembered for, put it that way.
Daddy’s put so much time and effort into making sure I’ll be the next senator in our family to take his place. The pure-as-driven-snow angle has worked well for me so far, but it evaporates into white-hot steam when I’m face-to-face with my killer.
He’s just what I always dreamed a real man should be…
…and definitely a man worthy of stamping my V card.
Minus the killing me part, of course.
But somehow, even though we just met, I know he won’t do it—kill me, I mean.
I can see it in his eyes. I know I’ll be way more useful to him alive than dead.
For both our sakes.
But if he really, really has to kill me, surely he’d grant a dying girl one last wish.
Wouldn’t he?

LOGAN
My military career’s over. Has been for years, officially.
The government, or certain darker parts of it, still has plenty of work for men like me, ghost missions that pay way better than the military ever did.
It was the only thing left after official brass made it clear I was certainly expendable when they slaughtered my whole platoon.
The ambush in Africa that took my brother Jase, the only family I ever really had.
My final assignment: take out an up-and-coming senator.
Quietly.
Although I have no scruples initially, the planned assassination of a US citizen let alone a wealthy heiress senator on home soil has ‘set up’ printed all over it.
But once I have my own intel on the target, once I see her in the flesh…
It’s clear what I need to do. And it isn’t following orders.
Money buys a lot, but it can’t buy her safety forever.
Unless she has her own private mercenary, full-time.
The kind who puts a ring on her finger and his baby in her belly.

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