Wolff by Tarin Lex

Regis:
Wolff visits me every day at the coffee bar where I work.
I give him his daily shot of caffeine.
He gives me those devilish smirks that render me boneless.
I’m pretty sure the dishy PI is into me, but he’s ten years older.
Worse, he’s here on assignment—for my dad.
I know what I want.
But would Wolff risk it all to be together?

Wolff:
I’ve never had a problem with concentration.
As a private investigator, being able to focus is mission-critical.
My client’s daughter is the worst kind of distraction.
The tortuous kind.
This job I’m doing for Regis’s dad won’t last forever…
And then my attention will be all on her.
If I can wait that long.