But then she rolls into town. Prim, proper, preacher’s daughter, saving-herself-for-marriage Evangeline Ellis.
She’s my sweet temptation. The apple in the garden. Original sin.
She’s too inexperienced. Too innocent. Too pure.
But I’m going to take that pristine purity and I’m going to make it filthy with lust. I’m going to make it mine, and she’s going to beg me for more.
She’s only in Shelter Harbor for a few weeks. Her father’s already promised her to a man she’s never even met.
But she’s down the street from my bar, tempting me every time I think about her, and I’m losing my power to resist.
The hell with the consequences, with her being off-limits, and with her being promised to someone else.
I’d say someone should have warned her about a guy like me, but then, someone did.
I warned her.
If this is sin, take me to hell, because I’ll be damned if I let her go.