Just a Little Crush
Bec Charlton knows three things for sure.
You can’t beat a good aged gouda.
Her Grandpa’s old Ford Cortina is her pride and joy.
The women of Thatch Cross are obsessed with Alistair Rendall (who is always just ‘Rennie’ to her)
Bec can’t blame them. When he isn’t fighting fires, Rennie runs Rhyme Time at the local library, teaches self-defence classes, and drives his elderly neighbours to their doctor’s appointments. The man is a saint in a body made for sin.
They’ve known each other since they were kids, so the last thing Bec needs is to have him pull her from a car wreck while her latest audiobook blasts out the spiciest sex scenes…
Bec is lucky to escape with minor injuries – and major embarrassment – but the narrow stairs to her flat are impossible on crutches. When Rennie insists she recuperates at his house, she doesn’t exactly have a choice.
All she needs to do is stay put, let him look after her, and keep her outrageous fantasies in check.
After all, it’s just a little crush… isn’t it?
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