[Caldwell Brothers 02] • Tightwad

** I'm a hot shot lawyer from NYC... she'll try to tie me down.

She'll fail.**

Taryn pushes every single limit and every single button, dancing like nobody's watching when every hot-blooded male inside this exclusive club *is*. And my blood boils because of it. No one is going to touch Taryn's lush body unless that person is me.

Security doesn't appreciate her Tony worthy Broadway cage dance complete with jazz hands and thong peek-a-boo. I have to save her, take care of her. Protect her. Since I've wanted her for years, I tell everyone she's my girlfriend and we leave the club arm in arm.

It feels good. Right.

Only one thing tugs at my heart and mind. She doesn't even recognize me when she damn well should.

I've been called a player. Then again, maybe that's what she needs--a man whose taste will linger on her lips for months. A man who knows how to make her come so hard she screams his name. A man who makes her wetter than she's ever been before.

If she thinks she's going to walk away after I've had just one little taste of her slick heat, she can guess again. I get whatever I want. And I want *her*.

But when I go to an important business meeting to discuss bringing down my arch enemy, I'm floored. She's already there, baiting me. Teasing me. Making my body rigid with lust. Denying me what I've wanted since college.

A vicious criminal hell-bent on revenge, and secrets from her past throw up roadblocks at every turn. I've got a life in NYC and her life is here in Vegas. It can't work. It won't. But that doesn't stop me from taking *everything* she's willing to give.