Alpha wolf Ridge Addison left his wife in Las Vegas, vowing to put their one reckless night of passion behind him and return to his clan. Thirteen years later he needs a divorce so he can become pack leader. Yet he’s never forgotten the sensuous witch whose life he saved …or the knee-buckling kisses he still craves. After they parted, Abigail tried banishing Ridge from her memory. Now her heart belongs only to her son. But when the boy is kidnapped, she knows she alone can’t save him. Though Abigail’s body still aches for Ridge, she’s willing to give him his freedom in exchange for his help. But who will shield her heart from the only man she’s ever let claim her, body and soul?
“You think I’m bad?” Abigail asked.
“Yes.”
A tiny smirk of satisfaction curled her kissable lips. The slender rim of fur at her wrists taunted him and made him remember all the naughty things he’d imagined doing with her over the years.
Yes, he’d had a few dreams.
Ridge averted his gaze. Though he felt sure the sex had been great, it was only a hopeful memory. He was a fool to believe it had been anything more than a stupid night of drunken folly. Damn that vodka!
He tugged out the papers from his coat and waved them before her.
“Okay, okay!” She paced before the counter, twirling a finger around the end of a luscious twist of black hair. “You want something from me? First you have to give something to me.”
He had not expected this visit to be easy.
“What’s your price, witch?”