Bad Dragon by Jada Cox

I’m loaded, and I’m always a hit with the ladies.
I know what I want, and I’m always in control.
Until she walks into the dragon mansion.

I’m a goner from the moment she spills her coffee all over me.
She’s my mate; I’m willing to bet my scales on it.
So I do the only thing I know how to: I flirt with her hard.
I know I’m coming on strong, but I can’t help myself.
My usual cocky self is dominating my rational side.

But despite my confidence, she’s not letting me near her.
Her innocence is keeping her away from my experience.
She wants to forget about our kiss, keep things professional.

But I want only more. I want all of her.
She may not know it yet, but I’m hers, entirely and completely.
I need to make her feel like she’s in control of this. Which I will.
But underneath, let’s not forget who’s really in control here.
My Dragon is waiting in the shadows.
To finally make her mine.