Yes, I quit my job. The one at the high-powered law firm I've been working toward my entire life. And, don't look at me like I'm losing it. I never lose it.
But now that I've gone out on my own, my first client turns out to be the infamous Drew Larson. A man I should be afraid of. A man any woman should be afraid of.
Then I see the pictures, and not only do I feel compelled to represent him, but I agree to marry him so he can get what's his. We'll have to live together for six months. It's a means to an end for both of us, except I'm afraid that it's more for me because the neglected child inside me calls out to the deeply damaged child in him. But what could we possibly have to give each other?
Yet he treats me like no one ever has before. Like I'm precious. All I want is for him to lose control again and touch me like he did that night in the car before the police dragged him off me.
The more time I spend with him, the more I see the real Drew, the one his father tried to destroy when he was just a little boy. But, during the holidays, when he finds out the secret I'm keeping, will it make things better? Or will bad Drew return with a vengeance?