Don't Fall for a Grump
He’s a ridiculously handsome billionaire, my boss's son, and totally off limits.
Which is fine, because I’m done with men. Maybe. Probably…
I have two failed relationships in my rear view mirror.
I’m hoping my move to this small town of Sharon Springs, where gossip is currency, will give me the fresh start I crave. What could go wrong?
Enter Jackson Scott.
All 6-foot something of him with a Superman-like physique.
He’s grumpy and unapproachable, with hypnotic brown eyes that pull me in like a tidal wave.
I should run far, far away. But running is what got me into this mess.
And even if I wanted to, my racing heart and sweaty palms have me paralyzed.
After saving me from a plumbing mishap that turned my kitchen into a waterpark, his lingering gazes poke holes in my fortress of defense.
And Jackson’s icy exterior melts with every forced rendezvous, leaving us tangled in a fine line of flirty-frustration.
My already taped-together heart can’t handle another shattering, and the nosey neighbors need no fuel for their weekly gossip column.
Can he transform from a grumpy frog into my second chance prince?
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