I’d mistaken him for a ten when he turned out to be a minus five. He was so beautiful but damaged beyond repair. There was no amount of understanding or love that could save a man who didn’t want to be saved. So, after one night together, I gladly washed my hands of him.
Until everything went south.
My father was dead, my sister needed help, and it was time I behaved like a responsible older sister with a plan.
Unfortunately, my plan was slightly… lacking.
When I was caught red-handed stealing from my less-than-wonderful one-night stand, Winston Ashford became intent on bending me to his will.