Wild Horses
Laramie
Lucky Laramie Larson. I hate that nickname. I’m not lucky; I’m talented. And I’m not about to let a little thing like a torn rotator cuff keep me from my dream. It’s delayed, not gone. Or that’s what I tell myself as I work to get back into racing shape. I don’t have time for distractions, especially not a pretty city boy like War Phillips.
One night of fun. No strings. That’s all it can be. So why do I regret sneaking out the next morning? And why does my heart jump when I run into War months later in the last place I expect?
War
My seemingly perfect life is unraveling around me. The last thing I expect or need is Laramie Larson. I’m set on rebuilding my family and future; she’s set on chasing wild horses across the country. Still, I can’t resist her. Waking up alone the morning after the most incredible night of my life is a new low, but it’s for the best. With Laramie gone, I can focus on making amends.
Running into her months later? Not on my bingo card. She’s just as irresistible now as she was then, but her reckless ways burned me once. So why is my heart screaming that even though she might be trouble, she’s also mine?
Welcome to the Sexy as Sin series, where badass female athletes don’t mind working up a good sweat on or off the field.
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