She’s running from the law, and the law wants her bad.
The opportunity was just too damn delicious for Ginger Peet to pass up. The purse full of money she finds—$50,000 to be exact—could give her and her teen sister the new start they need. So she grabs the cash, her gothy sibling, and their life-sized statue of Dolly Parton, and blows outta Nashville in a cloud of dust. Chicago, here we come…
Turns out, Chicago has some pretty hot cops. Hot, intense, naughty-lookin’ cops like Derek Tyler, who looks like he could eat a girl up and leave her begging for more. And more. Tempting as he is, getting involved with the sexy homicide lieutenant next door poses a teensy problem for a gal who’s on the lam. But one thing is certain—Derek’s onto her, and he wants more than just a taste.
And as far as he’s concerned, possession is nine-tenths of the law.
Protecting What’s His was a fast paced, action packed, dirty talking, sexy-fest and I loved it! There are very few authors who can get the right balance of Alpha male dirty talk that is sexy without being creepy and just plain weird. Tessa Bailey hit this one out of the park. I want my very own Lieutenant Tyler.
Derek Tyler is a cop in the windy city. He is married to his job and spends all of his free time working. Derek has never found the need to have a serious relationship. He lives in a quiet apartment and likes it that way.
Ginger is on the run from her past. She and her minor sister have got themselves in over their heads. They find themselves, rather loudly, moving in next door to none other than a cop, or rather Lieutenant.
The chemistry ignites from the minute they lay eyes on each other.
“Let me be clear, Ginger, since you insist on talking in circles. I want you underneath me in my bed. I want to be buried inside you so deep that I have to remind you of your own name. And I want those motherfuckers leering at you from the other side of the bar to smell me on you for a week afterward.”
“Listen to me, baby. From the time we walk in the door to my apartment, you will have less than a minute before I put my cock inside you. No foreplay. No kissing. There won’t be any time, because you’ve got me strung so damn tight I can barely think straight. I need you to keep yourself wet for me on the ride home. Starting. Now.”
“We can have it out in your place or mine, Ginger. It doesn’t matter to me. But it happens tonight.”
Highly recommend if you are looking for a fast paced steamy read!
5 hot erotic romance stars.