I was hired to protect her, not make her scream my name. From dodging bullets in Afghanistan to working for the Secret Service when I got out of the Marines, I know danger pretty well. Or I thought I did. That was before my latest assignment came with a whole new kind of danger. Her name? Ruby. She’s the gorgeous-as-hell, opinionated, spitfire daughter of Senator Burgess. Her family’s beyond strict, but for girl who’s so innocent, she’s anything but sweet. Wicked green eyes, curves that beg me to touch them, and a smile that makes me think dirty, dirty thoughts. Her father’s a nightmare — a totalitarian who rules his family with an iron fist. He decides what clothes his daughters wear, what books they read, where they can go — hell, who they marry. Ruby can pretend with them, but she can’t pretend with me. I can tell there’s more to her than the demure southern belle she has to be in public. But I’m a professional, hired to be her bodyguard. I know better than to fall for someone I’m supposed to protect, but with every glance, every accidental touch, every word she says to me, I just want her more. I want to tear away the innocent good girl veneer, and make the real Ruby scream my name as she rakes her nails down my back. It’s f*cking dangerous. If we get caught, there will be hell to pay — and it’ll be worse for her. But I don’t think I can stay away. Slow Burn is a full-length, 92,000 word completely standalone novel with a happily-ever-after ending and steamy scenes that might require a cold shower.