Breathless in His Hands

<p><strong>I wasn't supposed to fall for the man who pointed a gun at me.</strong><br>But from the moment I crashed into his world-literally-nothing about <strong>Justin</strong> felt predictable.</p><p>One second I was raising my hands ready to defend myself. The next we were rolling across the forest floor as he saved me from plummeting into a ravine. And then he saved me again... by refusing to leave me lost and alone for the night in the middle of the woods.</p><p>I'm an erotic romance author who's seen every kind of love on the page-possessive obsessive toxic passionate. But Justin?<br>He's the kind of man I never thought existed outside fiction: a sinfully sexy mechanic a devoted father to a special little boy and the one person who makes me feel safe enough to truly breathe.</p><p>Our beginning was wild. Our chemistry instant.<br>But what shocked me most wasn't the heat-it was the peace.</p><p>With Justin love isn't a battlefield. It's a warm place to land.</p><p><strong>Being with him felt like exhaling after holding my breath for far too long.</strong></p>