Time Out by Layla Simon

Smuggling drugs into prison isn’t the greatest start to my day, but things go downhill when I’m taken hostage by an escaping inmate. A six-foot-four, broad-shouldered, tattooed from here to eternity, blond-haired, blue-eyed murderer.
A man half my age, who bunks next door to my son in prison.
A man who thinks he’s entitled to pay for his spur-of-the-moment escape plans with my hidden drugs. The ones I’m bartering for my son’s life. The ones I have shoved halfway to heaven.
A murderer who isn’t about to let me go until he’s staked a claim for what’s his. And, during our headlong race up the country, part of what’s his… is me.