People call me a reprobate. I'm known for my humor, my arrogance, and my inability to follow rules.

My boss sends me on a mission to protect the cold-as-ice billionaire I love to hate. I plan to push all the man's buttons.

He's as irritating-and as hot- as he's always been. I expected to want him. What I didn't expect was for my heart to get involved.

There are things no one told me about the mission, and our enemies are closing in fast. We have nowhere to go, but my friend's ranch turned safehouse.

Neither of us was made for relationships, but the longer we're together, the harder it is to deny the way he makes my heart ache for more. I've been living on the run, dodging bullets and my past. Can I stay put and give myself a chance at love?