Playing Rough

Dawson The last thing I expect to find when I'm called to a late-night disturbance is a drop-dead, gorgeous blonde trying to break into the local prison when most sane people would be trying to break out. But the biggest surprise of all is that I know her. In the five years since I've seen her, Kaylee has blossomed from a pretty high school junior to the most beautiful woman I've ever seen - a woman who not only steals my breath but also my self-control. I should be focusing on the job, on finding out what's brought her to the gates of the prison and back into my life, but all I can think about is having her under me on soft sheets, while I brand her mine from the inside out. Kaylee Demanding entry into a maximum detention facility to see the father I never knew existed probably wasn't my smartest idea ever, especially when the cops show up in the tantalizing shape of Detective Dawson Ford, who's more than capable of throwing my ass in jail. Dawson is no longer the skinny senior I remember from high school, but six-feet-five of mouth-watering temptation, and I want nothing more than to feel his lips on mine, his hands on my body, helping me forget the nightmare that is my life. As the undeniable attraction between us catches fire, what should have been a simple quest for information quickly escalates into a deadly battle of wills, leaving my fate - and my life - in the hands of a ruthless monster. My father.