Mr. Right’s Wrong Woman

I'm sleeping with my dad's best friend. He's the boss I was supposed to hate. Too bad my body didn't get the memo.

Callum Sterling agrees to my father's request.
He has no idea the favor is me — all bad attitude and bite.

He's a throwback — decent, disciplined, with a code of honor from the past, and with a body hotter than hell.

But I'm the woman who burns things down.
My presence unravels him.

He knows wanting me betrays my father's friendship.
Oil and water don't mix — we combust: his hands in my hair, my back against his counter.

He gives me his trust and the town's Fall Festival to design.
Suddenly, I'm not the family disaster when I build something beautiful.

The walls crumble, and my heart lets him in.
It's love, and I'm terrified.

Then a man with a vendetta against Callum blackmails me when he catches us outside — tongue down my throat, his hands everywhere.

Now I'm trapped with an impossible choice: betray the man who loves me, or expose our secret and lose my father forever.