My assignment was simple—fix the inn, prove I’m not a total disaster, get my job back. That goes up in smoke the second I slam into six feet of tattooed temptation with ice-blue eyes and a voice that wrecks me.
He’s gruff, guarded, impossible. But god, he’s addictive.
With only sheets between us, his walls start to crumble. And somewhere between the late-night bickering, stolen glances, and way-too-long touches… everything changes.
I fall—hard. It’s reckless. Forbidden. Electric.
He pulls me closer with gentle hands and filthy promises. Fights for me like I’m the only thing worth saving. And when the tension finally snaps—it’s heat, hands, and breathless moans.
Then his ex walks in. The one woman with the power to ruin us both.
But that kiss? It didn’t just light the match…It set the whole damn bed on fire.