I didn’t plan on escaping prison until the prisoner transport bus I was on got ambushed, and I was whom the hijackers were targeting. I had no choice but to flee the scene. Someone wants me dead, but I don’t know who for sure. There’s only one person I can go to for help. I only hope Jordana won’t betray me again.
The last time I saw Kane was right before his sentencing. I was secretly five months pregnant. It seemed too cruel to tell him we wouldn’t be raising our daughter together after I was the one responsible for his arrest. Three years later, after I started putting the pieces of my life back together, he shows up on my doorstep in the middle of the night, in dire need of my help. Although I should arrest him, a part of me longs to know his touch once more.
He’s irresistibly sexy. He’s the father of my child. And the man I’m still desperately in love with. Saving him means risking my freedom and career as a cop. But walking away could orphan our precious daughter.