Lethal in a Kilt

He's James Bond in a kilt, lethally seductive and ruthlessly determined. I hate Logan MacTaggart. A mature single mom shouldn't say things like that, but I can't help it. Every rude word that comes out of his mouth makes me want to slug him. Or rip his clothes off. Sometimes both. His secret agent past is classified, but I don't like secrets. So why can't I keep my hands off him? Serena Carpenter is a bitch. Every time she slaps me and calls me disgusting, I want to drag her into the nearest dark corner and show her exactly how rude I can be. I'm a spy, a killer, and a womanizer. I should stay away, but I can't stop myself. I want Serena, but it's just sex. So why does it get harder and harder to keep my distance? If Logan and I didn't work together, maybe we could stay away from each other. But I see him every day, and the more I see him the more I crave that infuriating man. It's not fair for a jerk to be so hot and irresistible. So what...