Sin City Temptation (Kimani Hotties)

By: Sharon C. Cooper

Is love in the cards?

Former police officer Trinity Layton will do anything to keep her personal security business afloat—even babysit professional poker player Gunner Brooks. Bizarre incidents have been plaguing the poker tour, and Trinity has been hired to keep Gunner safe. But when the gorgeous playboy convinces her to pose as his girlfriend, she might be the one who needs protecting, as their passionate charade quickly becomes all too real.

A gambler in the game of life, Gunner has made his fortune playing for the greatest prizes. The last thing he needs during this tournament is a bodyguard hanging around, especially one as alluring as Trinity. And being together 24/7 just tripled their odds of falling for one another. Now, as Gunner prepares for the championship of his career, he’s playing for the highest stakes of all: Trinity’s heart.

“Oh, my God,” she whispered and pushed him away. “What are you doing?” she said, her hand hovering near her mouth, her eyes wild and accusing.

“If you don’t know, apparently I wasn’t doing it right.”

“Don’t get cute! You know what I’m talking about!” She ran her hands through her shoulder-length hair and paced around the room. She stopped and glared at him. “I don’t know what possessed you to kiss me, but you’d better make sure it doesn’t happen again!”

“I’m attracted to you and, based on that kiss, I’d say the feelings are mutual. So I did what I’ve longed to do for years. And I must say, it was even more amazing than I imagined it would be.”

“Like I said, it can’t happen again,” she huffed. “Otherwise, I’m going to have to put someone else on this assignment.”

Now she had his attention. With two long strides, he stood before her and gently grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

“We have an agreement.” He leaned in close, but stopped just before his lips touched hers. “And if I wanted someone else to guard me, I would have hired someone else. I want you. Besides, sweetheart, we signed a contract. You’re mine for two months.”

Chapter 1

“I still can’t believe he stole my money.”

Trinity Layton paced the length of her office. Anger bounced inside her gut each time she thought about how her business manager had somehow stolen thousands from her. What made the situation even worse—if she hadn’t heard from the IRS claiming her taxes were delinquent, there was no telling when she would have realized something was amiss.

“When was the last time you talked to Ryan?” her brother, Maxwell, asked as he lounged on the sofa on the other side of her office, flipping through a magazine.

“Two weeks ago.” She dropped down in her desk chair and folded her arms across her chest. “I tried calling him yesterday after getting off the telephone with the IRS. The first few times I called, I got his voice mail. A few hours later, his phone was disconnected. So I dropped by his office. The only things I found were late notices and dust bunnies floating across the floor. It’s like he’s vanished.”

“That’s messed up.”

“Yeah, and he better hope the cops catch him before I do,” Trinity mumbled. “He hasn’t filed our taxes for the last two quarters. Can you believe that mess?”

She swiveled her chair around to stare out of the large window behind her desk. She had started Layton’s Executive Protection Agency, LEPA, nine months ago, using the money from a settlement she had won against the Los Angeles Police Department. After nine years on the police force, when a lieutenant post became available, she applied for the position. Despite being more than qualified, she’d been told that she was too young and inexperienced. Within days, she had filed a discrimination lawsuit.

“So what are you going to do?” Maxwell asked. She turned to face him just as he tossed the magazine onto the table in front of the sofa. “Do you have enough money to take care of the back taxes?”

“Yeah, I’m good, but this nonsense throws off my budget for the next couple of months. Worst case scenario, I’ll have to tap into my savings.” She could also borrow from the money she’d been setting aside from her own paycheck for the homeless shelter she was looking to open at the end of the year. That would be a last resort.

“Would you have loaned me the money if I needed it?”

“Of course.”

She stood and walked across the room and sat on the sofa next to her brother, her champion. The one person always willing and ready to bail her out of any situation. She laid her head on his shoulder and looped her arm through his. “I appreciate you always coming to my rescue.”

“That’s what big brothers are for.” He turned slightly to look at her, forcing her to lift her head. “You seem fairly calm about all of this.”

“Don’t let my outer calmness fool you. When I see Ryan Coleman, someone is going to have to pull me off of him! I trusted that brotha. I gave him an opportunity to build his business while I build mine, and this is how he repays me. I’m surprised he would do something like this.”

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