I’m the Mayor of London.
I’ve come to New York purely on business. The usual boring meetings with other politicians. I don’t expect my time here to be exciting in the slightest.
But who’s that woman I met this morning? No, girl. That would be a more accurate term for her. She’s only twenty-one years old. A college student. Someone who shouldn’t get mixed up with a guylike me.
But I can’t get her out of my mind. Every single time I close my eyes, I see her face.
How can someone I just met do this to me? That’s the kind of stuff that happens in movies. Not real life.
I know this will be a dangerous risk for me, but I can’t help it. I want her. I need her.
Mr. Prescott is a standalone New Adult Romance novel told entirely from the point of view of the male lead.