***Jackie’s heels clicked against the polished floor as she approached him, hips swaying in that way she knew always got her attention. But Hunter Groves wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were dark and hooded with lust. They were fixed on the crowd below. On only one girl.

Mirabella…

But Jackie didn’t notice. She strolled up, wearing a sheer red dress that left little to the imagination. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, letting her fingers trace the tattoos that lined his ...