Dry-hump a hockey legend in a dark alley like a shameless virgin.
I remember every second—he forgets me.
Cam ‘Seoul-Crusher’ Wilder is six-foot-four of muscle and mischief, with thighs built to ruin a girl’s virginity.
He rescues me from a stalker, and I take my one reckless shot at gratitude—
I kiss him. Moan. Grind like it’s a penalty-box fantasy.
Unfortunately, he has the memory of a goldfish. Concussion fogs the night.
The next morning, he smiles like we’ve never met.
I seethe. I plot his murder. I also want to ride him.
When danger circles back, the town designates him as my bodyguard.
He leaves notes to remember me. Guards me like I’m his goal line.
With watchful eyes that make me feel chosen for the first time.
He also drops his towel and laughs while I pretend he’s a houseplant I can’t kill.
I should hate him. Instead, I’m falling—hard.
For the idiot who forgets details but never forgets to watch my back.
But I’m not really Tara Haynes. I’m a secret heiress on the run, with a target on my head.
Staying alive means vanishing… and leaving the only man determined to keep me—name, curves, heart—memorized.
~ Fall HARD for a scorchingly funny hockey romance where a curvy virgin with a photographic memory meets the one man who can’t remember her name but misses her curves.
Genre: Romance
I remember every second—he forgets me.
Cam ‘Seoul-Crusher’ Wilder is six-foot-four of muscle and mischief, with thighs built to ruin a girl’s virginity.
He rescues me from a stalker, and I take my one reckless shot at gratitude—
I kiss him. Moan. Grind like it’s a penalty-box fantasy.
Unfortunately, he has the memory of a goldfish. Concussion fogs the night.
The next morning, he smiles like we’ve never met.
I seethe. I plot his murder. I also want to ride him.
When danger circles back, the town designates him as my bodyguard.
He leaves notes to remember me. Guards me like I’m his goal line.
With watchful eyes that make me feel chosen for the first time.
He also drops his towel and laughs while I pretend he’s a houseplant I can’t kill.
I should hate him. Instead, I’m falling—hard.
For the idiot who forgets details but never forgets to watch my back.
But I’m not really Tara Haynes. I’m a secret heiress on the run, with a target on my head.
Staying alive means vanishing… and leaving the only man determined to keep me—name, curves, heart—memorized.
~ Fall HARD for a scorchingly funny hockey romance where a curvy virgin with a photographic memory meets the one man who can’t remember her name but misses her curves.
Genre: Romance
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