His Dancer

I don’t know how it happened.

One moment I was standing outside the diner fumbling with my car keys, and the next a bag was placed over my head and I was put in the back of a car.

Who would want to kidnap me? I’m a nobody, a good girl, just doing my best to make ends meet.

Afraid for my life, I beg and plead until I come face-to-face with my captor.

Ace is a brute of a man with strong hands, green eyes, and a dark smile that makes me weak in the knees. Everything about him screams DANGER.

It’s all kinds of wrong to look at him and get swoony, but I can’t help it.

When I find out the reason I was taken I’m certain he’ll kill me. But when he kisses me instead I know he’s never letting me go, and that’s almost as terrifying as death.