Ruthless Saints (The Saints, #3)

by Michelle Heard

My thoughts drift from the contract to Hailey, and I wonder where she went today. I need to get a tracking device on her so I can check where she is. The thought shudders through me. Fuck, Carson. A tracking device? I shake my head and force myself to focus on the contract.

“Were you home the entire two weeks?” The corner of his mouth lifts slightly. “Unless I was following you, yes.” I slap his chest and push myself up so I can look at him. “You almost gave me a nervous breakdown. Was that you in Bern?” He nods, and it has me narrowing my eyes at him. “Don’t ever do that again.” “I won’t.” I lean down again and press a kiss against his mouth, and then I admit, “It’s kinda hot knowing I have such an attractive stalker.”