Falling for a bad boy outlaw is dangerous. Especially when it's someone with a bullet wound. I've lived on this mountain for six years since my mother died. She left me enough inheritance to buy a cottage. I'm not rich, and a hundred thousand dollars stretch further when you go someplace out of the way. All I wanted was to be alone, with no complications, no abuse, and no terrible men. The last thing I expected was to find a hunky man outside of my cabin. I've seen a lot of attractive men, and this one was battered, wounded, and unconscious. He's built like a Greek god. Big, strong, with dark, rugged skin. He's precisely the kind of man a bad girl would love to have, but he might get me into trouble. Just before I decided to dial 911, his eyes opened and he stared silently at me. Now I don't know if I should call the cops or keep him here with me.
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