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

I looked into Jean-Pierre’s dark eyes, and I felt every color in my face rush out. How had he found me? I hadn’t been hiding, but I definitely didn’t tell him where I lived. One of the main reasons I had met Jean-Pierre at the restaurant was so my family wouldn't stick their noses in my business just yet. But as I had laid down to sleep last night, I had been thankful that he couldn’t find me. 


“What are you doing here?” I demanded in a hoarse voice. 


“Well, I was here to see Paul Monroe. I will admit, seeing you here is far better,” Jean-Pierre confessed with a grin that looked like a child on Christmas morning. 


But there was no way in hell I would be his Christmas present. I raised my chin and looked him square in the eyes. “Well, Paul is not awake yet. You’re going to have to come back later. As for me… I do not wish to see you again. AT ALL. Got it?” 


“Molly?” My mother’s voice came from the dining room area. “Who is it?” 


Chapter 19: Crystal Clear