Love is dirty, love is rotten, love is a forfeit nobody expected.
Life on an oil rig in the North Sea is no joke.
The supervisor from hell isn't helping. Grumpy, silent, terrifying, runs entirely on procedure and disappointment. The crew reckon he needs to get laid. Someone should take one for the team.
Reader, I lost the card game.
So there I am, knocking on the boss's door at eleven at night. He answers in a towel. Dripping wet. Built like a geographical feature.
I nearly leg it.
I don't, obviously. Rory Gallacher does not back out of dares.
What follows is supposed to be a bit of fun. A story to tell. New experiences. Horizons broadened, exactly as advertised.
Except.
He remembers things I say in passing. He checks the weather forecast so I won't miss the Northern Lights. He makes the world go quiet in a way my brain never manages on its own.
MacLeod runs on procedure, while I’m chaos in steel toe caps, but somehow we fit together in ways I cannot explain.
It started as a dare. It’s becoming the Northern Lights and breakfast porridge and the other half of my soul.
Dirty Rotten Love is a MM romance about a very hot awakening, within an age gap, boss / employee, secret relationship, that grows between a grumpy sunshine pairing.
Expect brilliant banter, laugh out loud moments, and a love story that packs a punch.
This book is book 1 of the Rig Bros series of interconnected standalones. Each book follows a different couple, with no cliffhangers, and happy ever after always guaranteed.
Genre: Gay Romance
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