Two hackers, one a prince, the other a girl from the streets of New York, must find each other if they are to stop a madman from killing.
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She was born on the streets; he was born to rule…
Sheikh Jameel Saif-Ad-Din is in love. The problem is: he doesn’t know the identity behind the fascinating hacker he only knows as Bugs. There are two things he does know: Bugs is a woman and she is going to be his one day. As the danger to his family increases, so does the information Bugs shares with him until she goes silent and his greatest fear becomes reality. His family’s enemies have discovered her.
Junebug Rains lives in a world of zeros and ones. Her only comforts are her sister, Midnight, the anonymity of the hacker world, and a special hacker named Jam-man. When her talents lead her and her sister into the dark world of government assassins, mercenaries, and foreign coups, her home is no longer safe and she seeks safety with the one man in the world she trusts–Jameel ‘Jam-man’ Saif-Ad-Din.
Junebug is being hunted for her skills and the billionaire who wants her will do anything to capture her–including using Jameel as bait. Cast out into the world alone for the first time, Junebug will use every one of her skills and talents to protect the man she loves from the danger threatening them both, but will it be enough?
“What do I look like?” she asked, staring at him with a wary expression.
“You are….”
His gaze ran over her glistening blonde hair, puffed up from her brushing it upside down, and her heart-shaped face. He took an involuntary step toward her, pulled by the crystal blue depths of her eyes and those sultry black lashes. She had a pert, slender nose and plump lips that made him want to kiss them.
Like a dream, every feature designed to drive me crazy, he thought.
His gaze dropped lower and he swallowed again. His heart thudded in his chest hard enough that he placed his hand against it to make sure it didn’t explode outward. She was wearing an oversized black t-shirt with Bronx Zoo emblazoned above her unrestrained breasts and an image of the animated characters from Madagascar spread across her—
Sweat broke out on his forehead as his whole body became a furnace. Damn, but I would give anything to have my face buried right between them.
Her nightshirt stopped above her knees. Her legs were bare and seductive. His attention drifted to her feet— and Jameel blinked, jerked out of his dreamy trance. He blinked again. The cause of his bewilderment was still there. She was wearing the largest, fluffiest pair of bunny slippers he had ever seen in his life.
“Do you like them?” she asked, wiggling them so it looked like they were hopping. “Idella sent them to me. Midnight must have asked her,” she added softly with a touched expression. “Oh, she sent me something else, too!”
He opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water as she turned and scuffled across to the bed. He couldn’t help but notice that the ears on the bunnies flopped up and down. Hell, there was even a fluffy tail on the heel of each slipper.
