One scorching look. One sinful night. One man who ruined me for anyone else.
I wasn’t looking for anything more than a night at The Players Club to forget my troubles. But then Ford Perish crashed into my life with a body made for sin and a smoldering stare that promised things no man ever dared to offer me.
When trouble at work turned into a full-blown threat, Ford became more than a temptation. He became my full-time bodyguard. My living, breathing, test of control. Living under the same roof as this infuriating man was delicious torture. He invaded my space, my mind, and my body until there was no part of me he didn’t own.
The danger closing in was real, but nothing terrified me more than the way Ford touched the places inside of me I swore no man would ever reach. He didn’t ask me to be perfect. He didn’t try to fix me. He wanted the real me—the troublemaker, the survivor, the woman who needed a man strong enough to break down her walls without breaking her spirit.
In the end, it wasn’t the threats that wrecked me—it was him. And somewhere between the danger and the desire I found the kind of love that didn’t hurt, but healed.
I wasn’t looking for anything more than a night at The Players Club to forget my troubles. But then Ford Perish crashed into my life with a body made for sin and a smoldering stare that promised things no man ever dared to offer me.
When trouble at work turned into a full-blown threat, Ford became more than a temptation. He became my full-time bodyguard. My living, breathing, test of control. Living under the same roof as this infuriating man was delicious torture. He invaded my space, my mind, and my body until there was no part of me he didn’t own.
The danger closing in was real, but nothing terrified me more than the way Ford touched the places inside of me I swore no man would ever reach. He didn’t ask me to be perfect. He didn’t try to fix me. He wanted the real me—the troublemaker, the survivor, the woman who needed a man strong enough to break down her walls without breaking her spirit.
In the end, it wasn’t the threats that wrecked me—it was him. And somewhere between the danger and the desire I found the kind of love that didn’t hurt, but healed.
Playing with Trouble is a steamy, enemies to lovers romance featuring a possessive hero, rebellious heroine, and a collision of hearts that leave them both reeling from a love they never saw coming.
To be fully honest, there was nothing about this title that made it all that unique when you really think about it, but for some reason I really, really enjoyed it. I honestly don't even know if it was the characters, although I really liked Ford, or the plot, or...I just don't know, but I enjoyed it a lot.
Ford and Violet have chemistry. I loved their first conversation at the club, and all of their interactions were just engaging and kept me engaged in their story. I think I also really was engaged in how much Ford really wanted more, even though he knew it wasn't what Violet likely wanted. I found myself really wanting Ford to get what he wanted.
I enjoyed and recommend this title.
