As a bounty hunter, I’m used to finding bad guys who jump bail. But when I find an innocent young girl who can’t remember who she is or where she’s from, I can’t let her go. Bunny is the sweetest piece of heaven I’ve ever met, and I quickly realize I can’t live without her.

But there’s a reason I found her when I did, and someone is out there looking for her. Someone who wants to hurt the precious woman who’s stolen my heart. I won’t let that happen. Bunny is mine to keep, mine to protect, and mine to love.

She thinks I’m a rule follower. Or, maybe more precisely, a rule enforcer. I suppose I do like things by the book. Straight-laced? Sure. Or I had been before I saw the pink-haired beauty tending bar and realized for her I’d break all the rules.

She quickly becomes my obsession, and I admit I may take my interest in her a little far. Breaking the same laws I’d enforced on others. But I only watch her to keep her safe, to keep her close, and to make sure no one tries to take what’s mine.

My reputation for being a straight arrow may be ruining my chance with Addilyn. I have to show her that I’m the man for her, no matter what. And I will, because Addilyn is the only woman I will ever love.

Luck has always been on my side. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth and the world laid at my feet for the taking. I didn’t take it.

Even so, luck kept coming. I turned my silver spoon into a gold one. Still I didn’t care, had no real plan for my future. It would just happen for me like everything else, right? No problem.

Until her.

Savannah Moreau is the one thing in my life that doesn't come easy. She's also the only thing I've ever truly wanted. With the sheltered life she's led, I'll have to show her she can trust me. I know I’ll never be worthy of her, but I’ll happily spend my life working on it.

But my luck has finally run out. I'm not the only one who wants my precious Savannah and everything she has.

She needs protecting, and I intend to show her that I'll keep her--and her heart--safe.

I thought the idea of a fake fiancé was ridiculous. My assistant was convinced it was the only way to get my mother and the board of my company off my back.

My life is already consumed with running a hotel empire. I don't even have time for the holiday party my mother is making me come back home for. Maybe I’m on the naughty list? Surely not.

In fact, I must have been very good this year, because when I arrive in the suite of my hotel I find one of the maids asleep in my bed. She’s a Christmas gift I never knew I needed. One I have no intention of giving back.

Now that I’ve met Aspen I realize I definitely don't need a fake fiancé, I need a wife. I’ve never met anyone even remotely qualified for the position. Until now.

If only she'd stop trying to get away from me.

The new girl. I didn’t even see her until it was too late. She saw me, though. The worst parts of me. My fists and my rage. It’s the only face I ever show, the one way I can greet the world without getting hurt again.

I’m a fighter, and I’m scarred. Too scarred for a girl like her. But the moment I see her, I can’t stop all the feelings that try to churn to the surface. Whitney brings them out in me so easily. I try to stay away from her, to tamp down my emotions.

But I can’t. And when I realize she may be just as broken as me … I finally see that her broken pieces and mine will make both of us whole.