I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

bigger than both of us.

He froze for half a second.

Then his arms came around me, solid and sure, and he kissed me back like I was oxygen and he was drowning.

When we broke apart, we were both breathing hard.

“That wasn’t the question for today,” he said, voice rough.

“Consider it a bonus answer.”

His laugh was low and warm.

“Then my real question is: when continue reading …