I wasn’t looking for redemption.I was looking for a way to die loud.
Then this tiny red-haired engineer stormed my bar, slapped down a fortune, and told me she was flying straight into the galactic core.One look at her fire and I knew I was hers.
I took the job.Now I’m locked in a ship with a woman who argues in equations and screams my name when the stars try to kill us.
Every “rodeo” in the cockpit takes away another layer of her control.Every time she comes undone around me, I claim her deeper.
She thought she was hiring muscle for a mission.
She got a red-scaled daddy who decided she’s never leaving my side again.
Read on for possessive alien daddy, cockpit fun, forced proximity breeding, rescued-dad chaos, and a red scale beast who keeps what’s his. HEA guaranteed!
