The Detective

She was supposed to be my job – but I did her dirty. Don’t be fooled by the uniform. There’s a badge around my neck, but that doesn’t make me a hero. I’m just a dirty cop with a revenge fantasy. Jasmine. She was a beauty in the photo, the girl who belongs to a man I hate. The plan was simple: Find her, get laid, come home. Then she became more than a fantasy. Hell, she’s the girl of my dreams. I don’t want to take her back, I want her home with me. Except Jasmine won’t leave, and I won’t leave her. It would be perfect, if it weren’t for Richard. Her ex. The FBI agent. We were destined to hate each other, and now he knows I stole his girl. The bastard knows where I am, and he’s coming. When she confronts her past, I’ll be there to protect her.