I should know better than to hook up with the handsome stranger at my best friend’s wedding.
Especially when he runs off mid-kiss like Cinderella at midnight.
Is he a fugitive from justice? A player? Both?
I find out soon enough when he shows up at work—where I was just hired as a law partner defending white collar criminals. Yup, he’s one of them. And he’s depending on me to keep him out of jail.
He’s also just as hot, charming, and tempting as he was the night of the wedding. Talk about forbidden love.
The last thing I should do is get involved with a client, especially one who may be guilty of all kinds of things.
Not the least of which is stealing my heart.
Berkeley Hills, #1