Running From the Texas Millionaire

Desert, Death, and Diaper Cream: You can only run so far before the past catches you… Viper, Concrete Angels' Surveillance Expert So much for being the club's surveillance expert. I failed to notice when my first boyfriend joined the club right under my nose. Granted, he's 30 years older, has silver in his scruff, and is hotter than a Texas summer. But I'm supposed to be dead, and he belongs to th...