Bradley's Whistle

Was he a hitman? A Navy SEAL? A gigolo? I had no idea what Bradley Emerson actually did for a living, but I was determined to find out. Secrets and I don’t mix, and this man was one hell of a mystery. Dangerously handsome. Suit tailored to sin. Challenge accepted. ~ Wiska I wanted her. Didn’t mean I should. Didn’t mean I could. The brain in my head had officially handed over control to the one between my legs. And that guy? A damn rule breaker. Wiska Jennings was off-limits, inappropriate, and completely irresistible. She didn’t just get under my skin, ​she took up permanent residence. ~ Bradley