He's taken everything from me. My money. My home. My freedom. But he wants more. And I'm terribly tempted to give it to him... It started in a hotel room. I was there to get revenge for my best friend. I was going to destroy the man responsible... Until Jamison beat me to it. He was quick, graceful, deadly. A legit hit man. I wasn't supposed to see the dark things he did. I was sure he'd murder me next. Instead, I made a contract with him. There are downsides to hiring a hit man to help me erase my enemies. Like how he won't let me leave his side. Or how he teeters between the temptation of burying me in the ground... or in his sheets. This man has the hands of a killer. So why do I want him to touch me?