I was a small town girl trapped in a desperate situation...until three hunky bank robbers took me hostage!True, I'd always dreamed of escaping that place, but not quite like that.Then I found out about their rules. These guys have more rules than a grammar class! But unlike grammar class, their rules are hot. And kinky. And super exciting to memorize. Except I'm never supposed to ask their real names. Or where they're from, or why they lead this life. And we can never, ever think about tomorrow. Here's a secret: I'm starting to suspect my tough-as-nails outlaws might have tender-as-taffy hearts. And every night I go to sleep wishing this didn't have to end.
Book 1
I was looking super busy at my First City National Bank teller window one day, which means I was scowling at Facebook like it was a very important spreadsheet. Now and then I'd hit random keys on my adding machine.
That's when the three bank robbers burst in.
They wore zombie masks and yelled lots of loud commands all at once, like they were really angry. One of them smashed a glass display kiosk with his gun, and it made a loud crash.
My jaw dropped. My heart pounded. Instinct told me to stay very still…but I also really wanted to Instagram it.
But then one of them said, "Put your hands where we can see them!" And he was just growly enough that I put down my phone and raised up my hands.
In addition to the masks, they wore business suits and leather gloves, and they moved with military precision. There were only three of them, but it seemed like they were everywhere, the way they took the place over.
Customers and co—workers cowered. People cri
