I needed a bodyguard to protect me from my violent ex – the one that got me pregnant.

Dax seemed like the perfect man for the job… at first.

It’s obvious that I have a “type” in men.

Alpha, dominant, and… hot as hell?

Dax’s strong arms cover and protect me everywhere I go.

He’s ex-military and quite intense.

The way he looks at me when I’m in danger tells me all I need to know about him.

He’s broken, damaged, and closed off to love.

I know he doesn’t have a heart anymore.

But a part of me still won’t stop looking for it.

Confessing my feelings to Dax is not an option…

But there’s a secret growing inside me that I can’t hide anymore.

Revealing it could shatter my heart to pieces, but what’s the alternative?

Running away and never looking back?