One whisper to run and everything changed.

Not in a good way either.

My husband was dead, and I was now on the run with my two young girls.

Our lives were never going to be the same again.

We were on the run and when we finally slowed down, we were in Canton, Washington.

It was a small town, with some big personalities.

The first one I met was my new boss and soon-to-be protector.

Marcus.

He was a Casanova type, the ladies loved him, and his eyes were fixed on me.

I ignored him at first, but Marcus wasn’t the sort that a woman could deny for long.

I was no different.

It was hard to deny my desire for Marcus.

He was everything that I wanted in a man.

Strong, kind, handsome, dominate. Incredibly hot.

He was also in the dark about who I really was.

I still had people chasing me that had killed my husband.

They were tracking us down, which meant no time for romance.

I couldn’t drag Marcus into my problems.

I wished things were different, but my life was dangerous. There was no space for a sexy mountain man or the secret baby that came next.