Molly Harper has always been considered a wild child. Not that she was ever really crazy. But she could be called rash at times. This was a quality that has gotten her into a few scrapes. Thankfully, she has always had someone she could rely on to help her out. Even if he does grumble about her irresponsibility. But during her summer vacation from college, she has finally gotten the chance to get out from underneath the watchful eye of her unwarranted protector, Scott Monroe. In the romantic, beautiful city of Paris, no less. But when her rash, passionate decisions landed her right in Scott’s lap, she knew her life was changing forever.

Scott was not looking to work with his father’s company any longer than he had to. Just long enough to show him that he was able to make what his father called “adult decisions”. His dream was to open a club in the heart of Denver and be his own boss, business owner. In order to do that, he needed his father's help and money. But when Molly is literally kneeling in front of him, looking up at him with those sexy, defiant eyes, he would forget his plans every time.

Molly is determined to not let Scott ruin another fun and exciting adventure. Until she realizes that Scott is exactly the person she needs to show her this new lifestyle that she has found.
Scott just wanted to keep her safe until he could find someone to take care of her. If there was someone that lived up to his standards, that is.

The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

Scott slowly lowered his head and gently brushed his lips against mine. It was nothing more than a taste, a tease of his lips, but I felt the impact throughout my entire body. I let out a soft moan and pressed my body closer to him. I had never felt the power of a kiss like this. A few times, a little excitement, yes… a sense of enjoyability… even disgust. 


But this was something I had never felt before. An all-encompassing desire seemed to touch every part of my body and filled me with a need for more. I shoved my hands into Scott's hair and tried to pull his head down to deepen the kiss, but Scott resisted. 


He lifted his head slightly and looked down into my eyes. “Put your hands to your side.” 


There was no arrogant demand in his voice, nothing that reminded me of how Jean-Pierre spoke to me earlier. No ego, just a certainty that I would do as he asked. I dropped my hands to my side and lifted my head to his again. 


Chapter 16: The Kiss