Her Roadside Rescue

He’s forty-two, filthy from the creek, and filthy rich. She’s twenty, broke, and about to learn the difference between a quick fling and a lifetime claim.

Emily’s mother just traded her for a corner office and a new husband. With one duffel bag and zero plan, she limps her beat-up Civic into the Rusty Trout Motel—last stop before nowhere. Alex inherited the crumbling cabins, a trout farm, and a fortune he keeps buried under work boots and silence. He doesn’t do guests. He definitely doesn’t do twenty-year-olds with city mouths and runaway hearts.

But when Emily’s curves meet his calloused hands on a moonlit dock, the rules burn faster than cheap whiskey. One night becomes a week of open-door, sheet-clawing, headboard-banging nights—until her mother dangles the perfect job at the perfect firm. Choose the corner office… or the man who just branded her as his.

From the author of the 12-book age-gap baby saga comes a standalone, high-heat escape where the only thing dirtier than the motel sheets is the secret Alex is keeping—and the way Emily begs him to ruin her for anyone else.

HEA guaranteed. Condoms optional.