Ruthless Bastard (Dangerous Love 3)

She turned her smile onto Boone again. “Bye.”

He nodded his goodbye, watching her carefully as she strode away, leaving a trail of her sugary-scented perfume. That scent. That ass. Those damn pretty eyes had him itching to slide one hand along her back and yank her tight to him, while the other tangled into her hair as he kissed her, until she went all soft against him. All of which was entirely inappropriate.

When she reached the door, she turned and gave him a loaded look. Then she was gone, with Asher walking behind her.

Peyton had secrets. Whether those secrets related to the murdered victim on the floor of her shop or not was something he would find out.

Boone hadn’t had a cold case for over two years. He didn’t intend to break his record now.