It’s been ten years since David told me our love had run its course. Now he’s back, and the sight of the muscled physique that working as a CIA officer has carved out is a torture all on its own. Unfortunately, there’s no way to escape it–or him. Because clearly, the universe has a sense of humor.
If I didn’t need his protection from a couple bad characters waiting to strike from the shadows, I wouldn’t bother sticking around for the punchline. But the danger we’re about to face is anything but funny…
