Synopsis: Dawn Freeze had a huge crush on Hawk Rain for years, and the entire town knows it. It's understandable-- the man is total hotness. That tall, lean body. Intense dark eyes. And always one foot out the door. Now he's on leave for exactly one week. And this time, he's made it crystal clear that he only wants one thing. Her.Hawk's been fighting his attraction to Dawn for as long as he can remember. She's his best friend's little sister, and that means hands-off. Except now she's all grown up, and her sweet sexiness is exactly what he craves. But just as Hawk allows himself one mindblowingly intense night with Dawn, he learns that everyone he loves is in danger. Especially her. And the only way to protect Dawn is to push her away...
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Dawn heard what must be her dad’s truck in the distance, and she sat up as he pulled to a stop behind her quiet SUV.
Mere seconds later, the door was wrenched open, and Hawk stood outside, his green eyes darker than normal. He wore faded jeans and a dark T-shirt, and his shoulder length black hair looked ruffled, like he’d been asleep. The guy hadn’t bothered to grab a jacket, and snow quickly covered his broad shoulders.
“You okay?” he asked.
She blinked. “Where’s my dad?”
Hawk stepped closer and brought the scent of darkened forest with him. “Are. You. Okay?” Fire now burned in his eyes, and his jaw worked in what looked like anger.
Scary. Hawk on the side of the road in an irritated mood was actually kind of…scary. “I’m freakin’ fine. Where’s my dad?”
Mrs. Poppins twittered from the passenger seat. “Oh my. I got the phone numbers mixed up.”
Dread slithered down to land in Dawn’s abdomen. Embarrassment followed quickly. She turned a look on her companion. “You didn’t.”
Mrs. Poppins grinned, showing her perfectly spaced dentures. “Oops.”
Dawn could swear a growl rumbled from Hawk’s muscled chest as he leaned in, his face way too close.
“Babe? If you don’t answer my question—”
She turned to face him. A tingle spread through her abdomen, reaching and warming her private parts. Now that was a voice she wouldn’t mind hearing late at night under the covers. Sexy, dangerous, and masculine.
Unfortunately, also impatient…and sliding rapidly to pissed off, if she had to guess. She sighed. “I’m fine. Hit my head and landed on my wrist. Stop being scary and go away.”
Mrs. Poppins clucked her tongue. “She didn’t mean that. Must be the head injury.”
Dawn leaned forward and rested her head on the steering wheel. “I can’t do this. I really can’t take this—not now. Please. No list, no meddling, no mistaken phone calls. Please.”
Mrs. Poppins patted her arm. “See? She’s delirious.”
Hawk clasped Dawn at the base of the neck and drew her gently back. His hand was firm and warm, determined. A shiver wandered right down her spine, and his hold tightened.
Oh man. He’d felt the shiver.
Then his face was in hers, separated by a mere inch.
Her breath caught, and the universe stopped moving. Completely. She focused on his forest-green eyes to keep from looking down at those full lips. Don’t look. Don’t look.