I don’t do cities. I don’t do crowds. And I sure as hell don’t do social media.
But here I am in Vegas, because the biggest potential client of my entire trapping career threatened to take his business elsewhere unless I hired a PR person to fix my public image. My meddling best friend and sister have decided they know the ‘perfect person’ for the job.
What they failed to mention was that Natalia is five-foot-five of curves, sass, and trouble wrapped in a package so distracting I can barely remember my own damn name, let alone talk business with the rancher...
I don’t do cities. I don’t do crowds. And I sure as hell don’t do social media.
But here I am in Vegas, because the biggest potential client of my entire trapping career threatened to take his business elsewhere unless I hired a PR person to fix my public image. My meddling best friend and sister have decided they know the ‘perfect person’ for the job.
What they failed to mention was that Natalia is five-foot-five of curves, sass, and trouble wrapped in a package so distracting I can barely remember my own damn name, let alone talk business with the rancher who needs my help.
I planned to sign the contract, establish some ground rules with my new employee, and get back to my cabin in Whisper Vale where I belong.
But then some jackass put his hands on her.
One moment I’m watching Natalia handle herself with that sharp tongue of hers, and the next I’m seeing red, feeling something so possessive it scares the hell out of me. Before I know it, I’m her “boyfriend,” we’re having celebratory drinks, and then…
I wake up with a pounding headache, a gold band on my finger, and my very naked PR manager in my bed.
Neither of us remembers a thing about last night. The worst part? My new “wife” needs to move into my cabin to make this client deal work. My tiny cabin. With one bedroom.
Now I’ve got a business to launch, a mountain of confusion to navigate, and a woman who drives me absolutely wild living under my roof.
She’s mine on paper, but can I convince her to be mine for real before our accidental marriage crashes and burns? Viva Las Oh Shit!
Hitched To My Boss is a steamy, laugh-out-loud mountain man romance featuring a growly, possessive hero who’s met his match in a curvy, take-no-prisoners heroine. Expect an accidental Vegas wedding, forced proximity in a cozy cabin, sizzling chemistry, and a happily ever after that will make you swoon.
