Icing the Enemy
I’m not your typical jock—no endless string of hookups or partying until dawn. I’ll wait for the real thing.
Until a chance encounter at a truck stop with a defiant, blue-eyed bombshell with a broken down car and a dog sends my heart racing. Oakley James makes my brain short-circuit and my body stand at attention.
But it doesn’t take long for her to show her true colors and I find myself agreeing to marry the person I’m desperately trying to hate.
Why?
She needs her trust fund.
And I need to honor my grandmother’s dying wish and stop the gossip mag rumor mill.
But meeting a woman at a truck stop should come with a warning.
Beware, she may steal more than your truck–she may steal your heart.
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