Publisher's Synopsis
Layla Payne
Tattoo artist, Ares Hood. He always had the kind of name that was meant for the bedroom. Yet, I wasn't the type of woman to make it easy for a man. Some might call me a tease, but I like to think I'm just a fast learner when it comes to everything in life ... Except him. Ares and his crazy cousins have these naughty days they celebrate, so when I need his help, I'm almost convinced we can be more. As kids, I was infatuated with him. As young adults, I kind of loathed him. Now we're grown and I've got little room for games, especially his kind.
Ares Hood
Interior designer, Layla Payne. Her last name should have been all the hint I needed. Keeping a complication like her in my life is bad for health ... And my rep. Funny thing is, I've always enjoyed a good chase, and there was none more elusive than Layla. She thinks she has me pegged, but she can't handle the real me. As kids, I loved her. As young adults, I sort of hated her. Now we're grown and I've got some confessions to get off of my chest.
