What happens when the boy who is addicted to romance meets the girl who doesn't believe in love?
At some point in my author career, I’ve written this story. Jaded romance writer meets womanizing biker. So many predictable tropes await.
Except… Grant Baker isn’t supposed to be so charmingly goofy.
He’s not supposed to be the golden retriever to my grumpy pitbull.
We aren’t supposed to be instant friends, and this playboy isn’t supposed to be a perfect Southern gentleman when I tell him I don’t want to hook up.
And now we’re stuck together as Best Man and Maid of Honor at an upcoming wedding, for better or for worse. It’s infinitely harder to box in Grant as the bad boy character when I learn something new and unexpected about him at every wedding activity.
But I’ll have to do just that. I’ve written enough Grand Gesture scenes to know that real life can never live up to fiction. If I let him get any closer, I’d be risking our new friendship and the perspective on which I’ve built my career. This isn't how happily ever after is supposed to play out... right?
Please note: this book is a STANDALONE romance that includes open door romantic scenes coming in at about 3-3.5 chilies of heat. It also includes occasional incomplete sentences for stylistic effect. Happily ever after is guaranteed, cheating is banished, and swoons are promised. If this sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy!
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What happens when the boy who is addicted to romance meets the girl who doesn't believe in love?
At some point in my author career, I’ve written this story. Jaded romance writer meets womanizing biker. So many predictable tropes await.
Except… Grant Baker isn’t supposed to be so charmingly goofy.
He’s not supposed to be the golden retriever to my grumpy pitbull.
We aren’t supposed to be instant friends, and this playboy isn’t supposed to be a perfect Southern gentleman when I tell him I don’t want to hook up.
And now we’re stuck together as Best Man and Maid of Honor at an upcoming wedding, for better or for worse. It’s infinitely harder to box in Grant as the bad boy character when I learn something new and unexpected about him at every wedding activity.
But I’ll have to do just that. I’ve written enough Grand Gesture scenes to know that real life can never live up to fiction.
If I let him get any closer, I’d be risking our new friendship and the perspective on which I’ve built my career. This isn't how happily ever after is supposed to play out... right?
Please note: this book is a STANDALONE romance that includes open door romantic scenes coming in at about 3-3.5 chilies of heat. It also includes occasional incomplete sentences for stylistic effect. Happily ever after is guaranteed, cheating is banished, and swoons are promised. If this sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy!