When Blair Beaufort literally crashes into Bellamy Creek wearing a ball gown and a tiara, I should have towed her car, said goodnight, and sent her packing.
I’m a mechanic, not a hotel manager. I've got enough on my plate trying to keep my shop from going under, my overbearing mother off my back, and my baseball team in contention for the league championship. I don’t have time for a former debutante with zero street smarts and a cash flow problem, even if she is crazy beautiful.
Problem is, she’s stranded in my small town, and I’m hiding a protective streak underneath my grumpy exterior that runs deep. So I offer her a place to stay and keep my hands to myself.
For exactly one night.
If only she weren't so gorgeous. So funny. So eager to please. She’s a disaster behind the wheel, but she drives me wild without even trying--at work, at home, in the back of my truck . . . I can’t get enough of the way she makes me feel.
But I know better than to think it can last. She wants a fairy tale, and I’m no prince.
So when it comes time for her to leave, there’s nothing I can do but let her go.
No matter how much it hurts to say goodbye.
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Drive Me Wild is a sweet, sexy, small town romance set in the charming town of Bellamy Creek.
Blair is a sweet, kind, selfless dreamer, but also kind of naïve. She was raised with money, and now that her family has hit hard times, she determined and driven to succeed on her own.
Griffin is a sexy, stubborn mechanic who is resistant to romance, due to demons from his past. His gruff and grumpy exterior hides a big, sweet, and loving, yet damaged heart.
Their banter is witty, flirty and fun, and I adored the side characters, and hope that they will appear in future additions to the series. The connection and chemistry between Blair and Griffin is undeniable, and their love scenes are incredibly hot and steamy.
If you’re like me and a fan of the Cloverleigh Farms series, you will love the cameos from familiar characters.
I will be eagerly awaiting Melanie Harlow’s next release.
Switching off the lights, I followed
her out onto the sidewalk, locking the door behind us. “I need a quick shower
and change of clothes. Want to come up with me?”
“Sure.”
I was following her up the stairs to
my apartment, looking at her ass and wondering if she had sexual rules and how long it would take me to break them, when I
realized she was still talking.
Shit, had she just asked me a
question?
At the top of the stairs, she turned
around and faced me. “So? Are you going to?”
I stood close. Ridiculously close. So
close I could smell her—vanilla and lemon—and she could probably smell me—sweat
and motor oil.
“Am I going to what?”I asked, looking
at her lips.
She licked them. “Listen to me.”
“Oh. Yeah. I am.” But at that moment,
I was pretty sure I was going to do something else to her too.
Suddenly she stepped back. “Good,”she
said, her cheeks flushed pink. “On second thought, I think I’ll wait outside.
I’m a little warm, and there’s a nice breeze.”
“Okay. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
Nodding, she turned and descended the
stairs so slowly, I wondered if she was dizzy. I watched her hand sliding along
the wooden rail, thinking dirty thoughts.
On the landing, she pushed the door
open and disappeared from view, but I still couldn’t breathe right.
What would she have done if I’d put
my mouth on hers like I’d wanted to just now? Would she have kissed me back?
Would she have welcomed my hands on her skin? Or would she have kneed me in the
balls and told me to keep my filthy fingers to myself?
She wasn’t like any other girl I’d
ever met, which was both the problem and the allure. I didn’t know how to read
her.
But damn, I wanted her something
fierce.
I took an ice cold shower, hoping it
would help.
It didn’t.
