His Type by Bella B. Wilde

Callan
My partners at the firm think I have a type.
I do, but it’s not what they think.
I know they hired Ellie because they thought she’d be “safe” from me.
But they couldn’t have been more wrong.
As soon as I see her standing there, I know.
She’s just my type – and I’m going to make sure she knows it.

Ellie
A string of bad men in my life has left a bad taste in my mouth.
Bad friends, bad bosses, bad boyfriends.
On the surface, Callan seems like the hero I crave.
But I know about his reputation, and I know I can’t go there.
Besides, I’m a bigger girl – I’m just not his type.
But if that’s true, why does my heart ache to feel his arms around me?