I don’t do spoiled city girls with color-coded plans and zero respect for old houses.
Until she walks in mouthy, polished, and swinging my sledgehammer like she owns it.
Now she’s my grunt. Sweaty. Dust-covered. On her knees every damn day tearing down walls right beside me while I fight the urge to push her over the ones I’m rebuilding.
She thinks this is just a thirty-day flip.
She has no idea I’m the grumpy handyman who’s about to ruin her for every other man and already wrote her into my filthiest secret manuscript.
She’s not leaving this town.
And I’m not letting her leave my bed.
Read on for grumpy handyman obsession, forced proximity heat, enemies-to-lovers banter, secret author vibes, and a man who’s dangerously good with his hands. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
Until she walks in mouthy, polished, and swinging my sledgehammer like she owns it.
Now she’s my grunt. Sweaty. Dust-covered. On her knees every damn day tearing down walls right beside me while I fight the urge to push her over the ones I’m rebuilding.
She thinks this is just a thirty-day flip.
She has no idea I’m the grumpy handyman who’s about to ruin her for every other man and already wrote her into my filthiest secret manuscript.
She’s not leaving this town.
And I’m not letting her leave my bed.
Read on for grumpy handyman obsession, forced proximity heat, enemies-to-lovers banter, secret author vibes, and a man who’s dangerously good with his hands. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance