Kira

The bell over the café door used to mean coffee. Now it means her.Kira is nineteen, fearless, and far too good at reading me. One look, one brush of her fingers, and the life I've built starts to crack. I have a wife. Kids. A reputation. She has a wicked smile and no hesitation about what she wants.What starts as harmless flirting behind the counter turns into something reckless, dangerous, and im...