Rule No. 2: Don't sleep with the grumpy mechanic.
I thrive on taking a few ordinary flowers and turning them into something breath-taking. But no matter how reliable my talent or sunny my personality is, my delivery van isn’t. It has a habit of letting me down at the last minute leaving me no choice but to call for help.
When the grumpy, sexy as all get-out mechanic finally offers some assistance, I also show him my grandfather’s prized muscle car, hoping he can restore it. After one hot night on the hood, ignoring my attraction to him is impossible. I know how he tastes, how he makes me feel.
Jake makes my blood sing on every level. Add to that a good dose of attitude and a body to die for. He's also a bad boy with a past. A fixer-upper.
Except the only thing I have time to fix up right now is the farm I’m renovating to become a wedding venue. Or maybe he's worth the risk after all.