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He’s a tattooed, blue-eyed jerk who has no business being a single dad. He’s also my next-door neighbor, and after negotiations, my grumpy employer for the summer.
I don’t put up with cocky males normally and I certainly won’t put up with that man making noise at all hours of the day and night while he builds his glamp-ground. I offer advice, but the stubborn fool just turns his tractor on to drown me out. He returns the favor by pushing my buttons and making me so angry I can’t see straight. And I really want to be able to see his gorgeous body in those well-worn jeans and backward hat.
Amidst the verbal warfare, I discover he’s hiding scars from a recent accident. I also find out his light eyes heat up to a smoldering icy gray when I give as good as I get. Makes me want to see just how far I can push him and what he’ll do when he boils over.
Gannon’s been dealt a rough hand in life, and when I find a way under that gruff—and stupidly handsome—exterior, I find that maybe he’s not Grumpy the Bear as I nicknamed him, but instead just a teddy bear.
“You’re not playing fair, cowboy.”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
I shrugged. “You can’t just play a song for a girl on your guitar and not put out. It just isn’t done.”
Understanding dawned. “You need more of those orgasms, Pearse?”
I tilted my head and went for what I wanted. “I need sex, cowboy. Sweaty, physical, blow-my-mind sex. I don’t want to walk straight tomorrow.”
Gannon groaned, dropping his head to my shoulder.
Let’s see if my grumpy neighbor could ignore me now…
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