She’s a van-lifing enigma with a smart mouth and a gift for making monsters disappear. No witnesses. No apologies. Just the open road and a tiny pug who's disturbingly unfazed by blood.
Everything’s under control… Until her AC dies, and in strolls Knox Henderson.
Tattooed. Grease-stained. Entirely too smooth to be innocent.
When he unearths a rogue piece of evidence from her van, Hazel knows she should vanish. But she’s always had a thing for bad ideas. Especially the kind with a wicked smile and a body built for sin.
When their date ends in a comical disaster, she ghosts him like her life depends on it—peeling out of camp like the whole damn forest is on fire.
Only she hasn’t seen the last of him. Not by a long shot.