Hot Blooded (Tooth & Claw, #2)

by Heather Guerre

Babysitting your children is not a break! she wanted to scream at him. And don’t use your fucking kids as emotional blackmail!

“I wanted to see more of you. I wanted to watch over you. Guard you.” “‘Guard’ me. Like a possession?” Tessa asked, anger stiffening her spine. She’d never been able to tolerate jealousy in men. It frightened her, made her feel caged. “No,” Amos said quietly. “Like a queen.”

“Because I like you, Tessa. You’re beautiful and sweet and clever. You smell like heaven and taste like paradise. I spend all my free time counting down until your next visit, and then I spend every visit despairing that soon you’ll leave.”