Short Excerpt

    A strong nose that’d been broken at least once, full lips softer than they looked, wide brown eyes that seemed to see straight through her—all of it created a masterpiece any woman with a pulse would find attractive. Hard, lean muscle demanded attention beneath the long sleeve shirt he’d donned sometime while she’d been asleep. At well over six feet, he stared down at her with amusement in his expression. Not intimidating—she didn’t get intimidated—but very aware of his effect on her. And, hell, it was working. “If you’re thinking about running for the door, I left a muffin on the kitchen counter. Hope you like chocolate.”
    “You made me breakfast.” Not a question. Dread pooled at the base of her spine as understanding hit. Of all the men she’d had to choose from that bar, she’d gone for the innocent one. “You’ve never had a one-night stand before, have you?”
“Guilty.” That smile was back. The one that’d twisted her insides into a knot so tight she’d lost her ability to think clearly or hold onto her clothes.
    Then again, if she was being honest with herself, she’d gone into that bar to do exactly that. To lose herself in someone else for a while. To forget the hurt and the pain that followed her into every case. He’d given her that blissful reprieve.
    “Here’s a tip.” Closing the distance between them, Rowan went against every instinct she owned and handed back the coffee mug. “Don’t offer your conquests coffee or breakfast. Gives them too many reasons to stick around.”