Mr. Judge: A Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance

I did a bad thing.
But I had a good reason.
My neighbor had been neglecting his dog, treating him terribly,
abusing him. Bones doesn’t deserve that. He’s an energetic
cute-faced little Jack Russell terrier.
So I took him.
Now I’m standing trial with the man of my dreams as the
judge.
Judge Pearce Prescott at fifty years is carved out of pure
marble, with wolfish eyes that pin me in place when I walk
into his courtroom. I can hardly look at him without shivering.
I know he’d never be interested in me. I’m twenty, curvy, and
a virgin. That’s a triple threat if there ever was one.
But then the impossible happens.
Pearce lets me off the hook. He takes Bones from his previous
owner’s care for neglect, and he adopts the dog.
If that wasn’t crazy enough, he offers me a job as Bones dog
sitter.
It’s a dream gig, meaning I can work on my college courses
while Bones is sleeping.
I warn myself not to get carried away. It’s just a job. Judge
Prescott isn’t interested in me.
But one night he tells me no other man is allowed to touch
me. Ever. That I’m his.
I don’t want anybody else, but I’m also freaked about what will
happen when he discovers I’m a virgin.
Things get even more complicated when somebody throws a
brick through his window, with a message attached.I know what you did.
It’s all such a confusing whirlwind, but I know one thing for
sure.
We’re going to need Bones’ help to make it out in one piece.