Hot for the Cop by Sadie King

Jaxon:
In my line of work you see the worst of human nature, and that does something to a man. It hardens him, and it makes him mean. I’ve done things I’m not proud of to protect the innocent of this city.
Then I hear her singing on the streets, her voice as sweet as an angel. It pierces my heart and tugs at my soul.
I’m a man of the law. I’m duty bound to protect. But anyone who touches my angel will pay…

Dina:
Mom’s sickness has gotten worse, and we can’t afford the meds. Every night I leave our tiny apartment to sing on the streets for cash.
When my money is stolen, I’m desperate. But how far will I go to get Mom the treatment she needs?