I thought these kinds of alpha mountain men only existed in cliché romance novels. Yet here I am, stuck in middle-of-nowhere Colorado, trying to close this deal so I can stomp my stilettos back to my perfect life in LA.
But of course, it’s not that easy…There’s more angsty drama between his family and everyone in this small town than a soap opera. And he insists on butting heads with me at every turn.
Doesn’t matter, I’m a professional—until Mr. Grumpzilla starts whispering filthy little nothings in my ear and tempting me in all sorts of naughty ways.
One minute I’m hating him and the next I’m square dancing my way right into Drake Slade’s bed. But don’t worry, I’m not falling for forever. Underneath that brooding exterior, he’s got a complicated past and walls so thick his heart is a fortress. He’s just a fun distraction to make my time here pass.