Strong woman with tude, Tia Johnson, harbors mixed feelings for Italian-American stud, Giorgio Vincinatti. On the one hand she enjoys taunting him with her truly fabulous body; on the other, Gios chauvinism is enough to make any womans hand itch to slap. But all bets are off once the proverbial boundary between them vanishes after one smoking hot kiss that leaves the two up on flames.Tia may agree to "allow" Gios seduction, and "maybe" she realizes that he isnt such a bad guy after all, but the sexy bodyguard comes with baggage Tia doesnt want any part of--a jealous ex-girlfriend who wants Gio for herself so they can settle down and have little Italian-American babies. Tia aint got time for this sh$%. Shes trying to start her own business--Tias Tea Emporium--and the crazy ex keeps showing up to thwart her hard-earned efforts. When things get dicey, Tia ends up needing Gios hot, hard body to protect her own. What she cant figure out is how much of her heart she should give the man. Hes the type who wants babies and a family--things Tia doesnt know anything about. Shes certain of one thing though: shes going to teach that macho fool what a real woman can do and have a whole lot of fun doing it!--- Read on for a peak at GIO ---“Damn. That ass.”The aroused utterance did not fall on deaf ears, which was exactly what Giorgio Vincinatti wanted. The female in question, a gorgeous caramel skinned goddess with a mouthwatering figure, a sassy, full mouth and sharp, mean eyes—just his kind of woman—stiffened from where she’d been bent over the cooler at Dante’s Coffee.Her name was Tia. Tee-huh. A name a man could sigh to.Slowly standing up she turned around with her eyes already in full-on “hate” mode. He’d seen that look before. He was growing rather accustomed to the hostility. Not that he minded. In fact, he rather enjoyed their barbed interactions.He grinned and adjusted his belt as he took in her outfit today. She always dressed well, and sexy, and he liked that.“Did I ever tell you I take my coffee black, baby?” Her mixed skin tones had his overactive imagination running wild picturing their two bodies pressed all up against each other. His lighter, hers darker. Aint a thing wrong with that picture.Eyes narrowed, nostrils flared. A small fist was curled. He had yet to realize his fate had already been decided by a pair of gloriously shiny brown eyes.“You need to learn how to speak to a woman.”“You need to learn how to wear clothes that fit properly.” He held up his hand quickly in a defensive posture. “Not that I mind. I like my women tall, dark and sexy.”“And I like my men intelligent.”He whistled low. “List ain’t long, babe. Shouldn’t be hard to make it.”“And yet you fail miserably.”He winced at the burn. “Come on, Tia, don’t you think it’s time you finally accept my offer. Let me buy you that coffee.”“Hell. No.”“Your breakin’ my heart, sweet thang.”“I’ll break something all right,” she muttered.“Coffee for Tia,” a chipper cashier said behind the counter, completely unaware of the battle taking place. The beautiful Tia leaned over and grabbed her drink while Gio crossed his arms, stood back and shook his head. Damn but that ass was incredible.When she moved to pass him, she paused at his side. “Too bad for you. I like my coffee creamy, white, and a whole lot sweet.”She sauntered away, swaying those hourglass hips side to side and breaking his heart all the while."I got something creamy and sweet for you, baby!" he hollered after her.The door slammed closed but she spun around and gave him such a scowl so fierce he was fairly certain she might storm back in here and toss her coffee at him. He felt marginally at ease when she got into her little car and sped away like a speed demon.Gio adjusted his belt for the second time. Damn but he liked that woman. Fast, feisty, and sexy as hell. What a combination. Too bad he was on her shit list.