Dedicated teacher meets Special Ops Cop
Like Slow Sweet Molasses
Teacher Angela Munso has lost control—of her spiraling life. She can control the fallout of recent news from whose loins she sprang as easily as she can her heart’s pitter-patter. To have feelings for a man who is everything she now wants to hate? That’s the last straw!
Lt. Brock "Chance" Alexander’s arrogance baits Angela. And—he knows it. It’s never so obvious to him as when she lobs that insulting phrase at the side of his head. She pushes all of his hot buttons. But, there’s one he dares her to touch—the one that pushes him out of her life.
“Hmmm?” She moaned miserably.
A rush of air expelled from his lungs.
“Don’t move,”he ordered as she attempted to rise on her own. “Let me check you over.” Carefully examining her limbs, satisfied there were no broken bones, he probed the tender spot near her temple where an angry lump already raised under the smooth skin on her face.
She stirred again, pushing herself to a sitting position and forcing Chance to scoot back.It was a losing battle to remain vertical when gravity yanked her down in an unconscious heap.
Chance let go an exasperated breath and called 911.
Their acquaintance was less than a few hours old. However, if he was any judge of character, her unpredictable nature surfaced on two separate occasions during that time. This was his fault. He’d given her a direct order. What else did he expect a headstrong woman of her caliber to do except disregard the command?