A man whose lifestyle is so different from her own.
Nic Dalton’s cupcake bakery is thriving. She serves both rock stars and locals alike, content with her growing business. But one adventurous night out with her best friend, Bailey, turns her life upside down. She meets a handsome stranger who makes her skin sizzle and her heart race. Their one night together is explosive and unexpected, but when he has to suddenly leave without taking her phone number, Nic resigns herself to never seeing him again.
What will it take to trust and submit to his every desire?
Matt Montgomery is one of Seattle’s finest. He works hard, loves and protects his family fiercely, and is loyal almost to a fault.
And he has a penchant for bondage.
Matt enjoys the way a woman looks wrapped up in his ropes, and makes no apologies for his preferences. When he meets Nic at a fetish festival, the small, beautiful woman catches his eye, drawing him to her. His one night with her was everything he’s ever looked for in a partner, but is cut short because of a family emergency. Even before he sees her again weeks later, he knows he’ll never get her out of his system.
And he’ll do whatever it takes to make her his.
“Oh my God, you really can cook.” I sit back in my chair and push my finished plate of poached salmon and salad away from me and sip my water, watching Matt across the table.
“You doubted me?” he asks with a raised brow.
“Not at all.” I shake my head and laugh. “I’m just offering you a compliment.”
He nods and stands to clear the table, and I join him. “You cooked, I’ll clean.”
“We can do this together,” he offers, but I shake my head adamantly.
“Do I look okay?” she asks with a smile.
“It’s not fair to be more beautiful than the bride-to-be,” I tell her with a sober expression.
“That’s an old line if ever I heard one.” She laughs and retrieves her small purse, tosses her phone, wallet and lipstick inside and shrugs. “I’m ready.”
“It wasn’t a line,” I say. “You are stunning. And I’ll have to murder my brothers just for looking at you tonight.”
“Trust me.” She laughs. “Your brothers are completely happy with the women they have.”
I lean in and kiss her neck gently, enjoying the shiver that moves through her.
“I love it when you wear blue,” she murmurs, sliding her hand down my button-down shirt.
“It makes your eyes look even more blue, if that’s possible.”