Stuck With My Grumpy Bodyguard: An Off Limits, Forced Proximity, Opposites Attract Steamy Romance

The good news? I’m filthy rich. The bad news? I have a stalker.

When winning the lottery turned me into a walking, talking cash cow, I did what any smart, newly minted millionaire would do—I hired a bodyguard.

Enter Jackson broody, bossy, and about as much fun as a tax audit.

He’s all muscle and rules, and I’m all impulse and glitter.

Forced into close quarters with Mr. No-Nonsense himself, I should be focused on the whole not getting kidnapped thing. But instead, I’m wondering what he looks like without that shirt. (And how I can get inside it.)

The more he protects me, the more I want to break his rules—especially the one about keeping things professional.

Bit by bit, I get glimpses of what's underneath his fortress-type walls. And I can't get enough.

Turns out, persistence pays, and I just hit a jackpot bigger than my lotto win.

But when danger tracks us to our idyllic paradise hideout, amongst the chaos, disguises, and escape plans, I realize one money can't buy him...and I can’t let him go.

So, I do what any self-respecting multi-millionaire would kidnap him.