A Little Naughty

<p><strong><em>I wasn't planning to propose to Raif Jones the bad boy from the wrong side of town.</em></strong></p><p>The one with the <strong><em>tattooed muscles naughty blue eyes and dimpled James-Dean grin.</em></strong></p><p><br></p><p>You see it all started with a series of bad decisions.</p><p>First was flirting with <strong>a dangerous criminal</strong> to <strong>rescue a little girl</strong> I didn't even know.</p><p>Second was throwing a massive <strong>masked gala</strong> in my <strong>small-town</strong> hideout (complete with drag queens) and not expecting to draw attention...</p><p><br></p><p>Then Raif <strong>rode in on a motorcycle</strong> and melted my undies (and my heart) saying he wouldn't let anybody hurt me.</p><p>Of course I asked him to marry me.</p><p>Imagine my surprise when he said yes.</p><p><br></p><p>We're a little naughty and <strong>a lot hot</strong> and the perks of being married are very... <strong><em>perky</em></strong>.</p><p>They're perky in the shower on the kitchen table against the front door...</p><p><br></p><p>Until Bad Decision #1 tracks me down (thanks to Bad Decision #2) and my <strong>outlaw husband</strong> turns <strong>Alpha Protector</strong> risking everything to keep us safe.</p><p>It's just a <strong>marriage of convenience</strong>. It's supposed to have an end date.</p><p>But when the dust settles walking away from Raif Jones could be the worst decision I've ever made.</p>