If You Can't Stand the Heat...Don't Start the Lickin'

Pacifica Hampton was going to kill, maim, and beat the sh*t out of Salomão “Salacious” Roraima, and it didn’t matter that he was her best friend…or that they were currently en route to the ER. It also didn’t matter that she was the reason that they were going to the ER. His fine a*s shouldn’t have snuck up on her and for that matter he shouldn’t be so damn fine. So it was all his fault—all of it, including the fact that it was 108 freaking degrees, so he could just shut up and bleed slower…and complain a little more quietly because she was hot, horny and him being half-naked wasn’t helping her disposition at all.

Despite the pain, Salomão couldn’t help but smile at his best friend Pac. Considering Pac’s ‘f*ck somebody up’ reflex and his affinity for being in Pac’s general vicinity, he wasn’t surprised he was in need of medical attention. He had more scrapes, bruises and cuts from her hand than the first nineteen years of his life had given him, but despite that, he wasn’t willing to stay away from her.

While in the ER, two doctors get them to see that the feeling they have for each other run deeper than just being best friends. Will Pac end up in county for inciting a riot before she admits it? Will Salacious end up in the ER again before he does what he’s been longing to do…lay claim to his woman.