Rock bottom wasn’t the end—it was the meet-cute.
The night I found my boyfriend and my employee tangled up in the back kennel, I figured that had to be the worst of it.
Turns out I was wrong.
Running Posh Paws was supposed to be my dream. Five years of blood, sweat, and dog hair to build the best little grooming salon in Nebraska. One late-night betrayal later, and everything is circling the drain.
Now my ex wants back in (pretty sure he hit his head), my so-called best friend is scrubbing kennels like she didn'''t blow up my world, and a shiny new corporate chain just opened down the street, offering ‘luxury grooming’ at bargain-bin prices.
Sounds like a lot, right?
Not even close.
Now add one overly enthusiastic new hire who turns disasters into marketing wins—and my landlord’s nephew, John Rediger, who shows up with a rent hike and a jawline sharp enough to be illegal in three states.
John wears tailored shirts, quotes tax codes, and has no business looking that good while helping me chase down a shampoo-soaked border collie. He’s all wrong for me—on paper. But he keeps showing up: sleeves rolled, eyes warm, and a smile that’s entirely too patient for a man who’s supposed to be ruining my life.
Between pink poodles, chaos-fueled kisses, and a sprained ankle that forces me to actually let someone in, I’m starting to wonder—
Maybe love, like a perfect topknot, can be sculpted from a mess.
A feel-good enemies-to-lovers romance with forced proximity, workplace sparks, small-town charm, and a second chance at love.
Genre: General Fiction
The night I found my boyfriend and my employee tangled up in the back kennel, I figured that had to be the worst of it.
Turns out I was wrong.
Running Posh Paws was supposed to be my dream. Five years of blood, sweat, and dog hair to build the best little grooming salon in Nebraska. One late-night betrayal later, and everything is circling the drain.
Now my ex wants back in (pretty sure he hit his head), my so-called best friend is scrubbing kennels like she didn'''t blow up my world, and a shiny new corporate chain just opened down the street, offering ‘luxury grooming’ at bargain-bin prices.
Sounds like a lot, right?
Not even close.
Now add one overly enthusiastic new hire who turns disasters into marketing wins—and my landlord’s nephew, John Rediger, who shows up with a rent hike and a jawline sharp enough to be illegal in three states.
John wears tailored shirts, quotes tax codes, and has no business looking that good while helping me chase down a shampoo-soaked border collie. He’s all wrong for me—on paper. But he keeps showing up: sleeves rolled, eyes warm, and a smile that’s entirely too patient for a man who’s supposed to be ruining my life.
Between pink poodles, chaos-fueled kisses, and a sprained ankle that forces me to actually let someone in, I’m starting to wonder—
Maybe love, like a perfect topknot, can be sculpted from a mess.
A feel-good enemies-to-lovers romance with forced proximity, workplace sparks, small-town charm, and a second chance at love.
Genre: General Fiction
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