Jade Weir did the social scene. She played the ditzy Hollywood socialite and ran with the requisite fast crowds. Until one night and a shooting changed everything. Now she's ready to go toe to toe with the handsome Sheriff's deputy, Marlon Cross. Toe to toe or kiss for kiss, whichever comes first. The real Jade isn't the celebutante from television, and she's ready to do whatever it takes to prove it.
But is he ready for her?
Marlon liked his quiet and simple existence. No ties means no one gets hurt. And then came Jade. She's a hurricane in high heels and totally trouble for him. She has the power to raise the ghosts in his past, but his heart won't let him walk away.
Can they find a way to make the lust simmering between them work or will they simply part as the closest of friends? Less
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