JULIA
He arrived at my door and claimed to be my protector.
WTF? Brendan Colossus Walker. Atlas just shrugged and rang my doorbell.
Okay, so my car got wrecked by a stalker and my family got worried.
But I don’t need him. I can look after myself. Only problem? Now I spend all my time looking at him.
Dark blue eyes like the twilight sky. High cheekbones. Bulging biceps. Never ending shoulders.
He’s trouble. I need him gone, but he’s stubborn as a mule.
Turns out that’s not a bad thing. Because my DC job has landed me in political hot soup, and a lethal bunch of bad guys are after me.
Luckily, Brendan is ex-Delta, and has some lethal skills of his own. There’s just one downside.
His easy smile and full lips are his most dangerous weapons. Can I wrap my heart in a Brendan proof vest?

BRENDAN
I carry scars that will never heal. I hold acid that corrodes me from inside, but I can’t let it spill.
I’m a crude brute, my limbs forged in the fire of battlefields. But one sigh from Julia’s ruby red lips drives me to my knees.
She’s a hard one to crack, but she’s opened me up like I’m a book she wants to read.
And yet, I hold my secrets close to me. Even when her sea green eyes dilute my pain.
I’m losing this battle willingly, surrendering my heart to her. I know the risks, but risks are what I get paid to take.
And I’ll take any risk for her, even if it’s a bullet to my chest. Or a broken heart.