Dancing with the hot guy at the club ignites burning fire and desire between us. Imagine my shock when he shows up the next day with a badge to investigate complaints of child neglect. Reality check- we cross professional boundaries, he could lose his job. I could lose my daughter.
I’m a single mom trying to survive, teaching Latin Dance at the club to pay the bills.
Enter James Mitchell, child protective services, his brooding green Irish eyes and military physique exude authority, rules and structure.
Our relationship morphs from a sizzling dance connection to an intense professional investigation that could ruin everything.
He questions my lifestyle, I question his motives.
Our cultures clash as he deals with the chaos of my loud Dominican family and I learn he hides deep family secrets and wounds of his own.
But the way he holds my daughter- the way he makes me feel safe for the first time in forever cause my walls to come down.
The intensity heats, we’re falling fast.
Just as we start to figure out the steps, my ex returns wanting his daughter back.
And then I learn I’m pregnant with James’ baby.

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