My rules: No players. No flirts. No cocky jerks.
My exception: Dawson Marsh.
Dawson might be every girl’s crush in this small town, but not mine. I can appreciate him from a distance, and that suits me fine.
Except that one time he kissed me. Up close and personal.
Once is a mistake. But the second time? Sublime.
The man should come with some kind of a warning sign: Not safe for work! Hot to the touch! But what kind of girl can’t handle a little friends with benefits action, right?
The one who missed the most important warning: Danger, risk of falling.
*This is a full-length, standalone romance with a guaranteed HEA.
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