Ex-sex is the best kind of dirty, wicked fun.
The plan started out simple.
Break into Town Hall, steal the blueprints meant to demolish my family’s business and make the lousy, cold-hearted billionaire ex of mine pay for his rotten attempt at bulldozing our sweet small town.
It almost worked, too.
Then I blackmailed him and that is where all the fun began.
It’s complicated. Ex-sex usually is, though. But if I play my hand just right, I might lose my body and my heart to a second chance at having the hard, tattooed and muscled billionaire as mine.