When my friends play Cupid and match me with a silver fox savior at a Valentine’s texting night, they forget I swore off love a long time ago.
Maybe twenty-one is too young to be done with men, but Mom’s string of ruined relationships has left a sour taste in my mouth. I’ve vowed to never ever to let anyone hurt me.
Then Alex Whitmore, a dashing surgeon with romance on his mind, saves me from my stalker and vows to make me his.
When I tell him it’s impossible, this possessive, chiseled doctor sends steamy, emotional, heartfelt texts that leave me hungry for more. My defenses go back up when I suspect he’s lied to me.
He won’t take no for an answer, even if that means taking a bullet for me. Valentine’s magic is in the air. No matter how hard I fight my desire, I just can’t resist, but I’m terrified it will end in disaster.
* Texting My Valentine is an insta-everything, OTT, standalone romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
