They called him the Lady Killer. Able to get into a woman’s panties in 3.6 seconds flat. I know where he’s been. I know he keeps a list of all the women he’s f*cked. And there are so many reasons I’m not interested in being another number. I’m the reason his boxing career is over. The reason he almost died. I can never stop running. Problem is, he’s got his sights set on me… And for the first time I don’t want to run. From the minute I see her I know I’m looking at trouble. I shouldn’t pursue her. I shouldn’t be trying to find out her secrets. I’m supposed to be looking for the woman who mailed me a two-line pee-stick and no return address. But Gemma Castle sees through the layers of my reputation. And she thinks that guy is some kind of knight in shiny f*cking armor. She makes me want to be that. Saving her might just save me.