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Leo is the calm guy. The nice guy. The one nobody screws with. So could someone explain that to Meena, so she stops driving him insane - with desire? When Meena literally throws herself at Leo and declares he's her mate, his first reaction is to deny - and run far, far away. This lion/tiger mix doesn't do drama and chaos. Problem is, once he sets eyes on her, he can't help but want the vivacious blonde with plus-sized curves, perfect for a big man like himself. He wants her even if it breaks all his rules when it comes to women.

In the dark alley of a pub, the words "Please don't" take hold of her heart and break the silence she seeks. Thinking herself beyond redemption, she tentatively grabs on to the slim thread of hope that unfolds inside of her. Holding her secrets close, she can't resist the comforting draw coming from The Skipper. The unconditional friendships it offers, the protective roof it provides, and the spark that its owner ignites in her - melting the frost off her heart, and slowly stripping away her resistance.

Her single night of indulgence with the silver-eyed stranger is only the beginning. He sees right to the heart of her and she is unable to ward off emotions that have been deeply buried. With the sting of betrayal still fresh in her soul, she's surprised to find herself opening up to the honest integrity of the sharp-eyed, rough-looking biker.

I've never met a woman I couldn't love - for one night. I'm the bad boy, the player, the sexy heartbreaker you meet in a bar and take home. And after my last hellish tour of duty as a SEAL, sun, sand, and sex are my new mission in life. Happily ever after? Pass. I'll give you the best 12 hours of your life, and then I'm gone because why settle down when playing the field is so fun? All that changes when I meet Valentina Fuentes.

Violence corroded her.... Obedience defiled her.... Fear kept her chained.... Freedom is hard to embrace when she's never learned to trust. Yet in the span of a second, she grabs a single opportunity and runs toward it. Straight into the sanctuary of a pub at the end of a wharf. She doesn't understand the concept of friendship. She's never felt the connection of a relationship. She's as innocent as the driven snow and yet tainted with corruption.

A life in the service of others is both penance and a blessing. She soothes her personal hell by pulling victims from theirs, helping them on their path to survival; never finding her own. When a crippling blow finally evaporates her last hope, the temptation to give up is strong. Still, she can't find it in her to turn her back on those who need her.

Rescuing Marlee Williams was my first mistake. Now, she thinks we're wingmen. That we have each other's back. And there's something about Marlee that makes me smile, makes me want to be a better man even as I want to lock her in my bedroom and kiss her until we both run out of air. So when she asks me to do her a favor, I'm all in. I'm her wingman, after all. Except she needs someone to knock her up, to give her the baby she craves, and then leave.

Even if you think you don't know him, you know him. Few in the Hollywood orbit have had greater influence; few have experienced more humiliating failure in their lifetime. Thanks in part to the biopic directed by Tim Burton, starring Johnny Depp, and bearing his name, Ed Wood has become an icon of Americana. Perhaps the purest expression of Wood's théma - pink angora sweaters, over-the-top violence, and the fraught relationships between the sexes - can be found in his unadulterated short stories.