THE MAFIA BOSS OPENED THE WRONG DOOR—AND SAW THE ONE WOMAN HE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO WANT

shirt, still visibly uncomfortable.

“Avery,” he began, almost shyly. “I need a favor.”

“You’re back,” I said.

“Yes. Dr. Chen said physical therapy. You need clinical hours to graduate, right?”

“Oh.”

Oh no.

“I do,” I admitted. “But Dom, you’re… you.”

“And you’re a professional.”

Right.

Completely.

Definitely.

Not at all a woman whose heart had started racing at continue reading …