Sam Everett. Grumpy sheriff. Reluctant hero. Rugged perfection with a blazing hot body.
The night I meet him, I almost take him out with a cast iron skillet. He pulls his gun on me – his finger tightens on the trigger – resentment blazes in his blue eyes.
And he thinks I’m the problem?
He’s got me all wrong. Inheriting my cousin’s bar is my fresh start, a refuge from my past failures.
But Sheriff Everett, my dead cousin’s best friend, has other plans.
The man is infuriating; hard to read, and even harder to ignore.
Scratch that … impossible to ignore.
