When you get time off for bad behavior, romance is the last thing on your mind-but good old-fashioned lust is a whole different story...
Life undercover isn't exactly one big party-not when you're a DEA agent-but it sure beats a desk job. Except when you screw up big and someone has to go in and clean up after you. In that case, even paper-pushing sounds better than babysitting an erotic romance writer with as many enemies as there are euphemisms for "throbbing manhood."
I've been taking down drug dealers for so long, playing bodyguard to a woman named Shoshanna Lehump sounds like nothing more than a giant pain in my ass- and being partnered with the gorgeous egotistical jerk I never should have slept with in the first place just makes a bad situation even harder-especially when he pursues me as diligently as we're supposed to be chasing the bad guys...What's a girl have to do to get a happy ending anyway?
