Control is his… Until she runs.
Fresh out of bootcamp, Jamie wants nothing more than the weekend fling Dom promised her so many weeks ago. She can’t get the delicious image of what they did in the heat of passion out of her head. What better way to get over it than two glorious days of sex, sex and more sex?
Dom watches Jamie out on the parade deck with certain regret. Going to her now would only lead to disaster. One forbidden night together had ignited a firestorm of need he’d never expected, or had time for. Not to mention a dark side he’d sworn to keep hidden. Better to let her go now than deal with any recriminations from her later. If only he could follow the rules…