BAKER
Sonia was going to be the death of me and I knew it. In my former line of work and even now, I’d seen a couple of stubborn women who refused to back down. Soldier’s wives, a general’s daughter who thought danger was something they could handle.
Sonia though, she was something else.
I narrowed my eyes at her as she stood in front of her father and I with arms crossed against her chest and her chin raised it defiance.
I cursed under my breath, I knew this mission and however I wanted to handle it was ruined now. All because she couldn’t take no for a f*****g answer.
All she had to do was sit her pretty ass back at home and my f*****g God is that ass pretty.
Fucking hell, Baker. When did you start thinking like this?
As I watched her, I tried to focus. I tried to run the logis
