Can their hearts survive one night of love among the bookstacks.
Avery: I don’t fall for rugged men anymore. Not after the last one told me I was just a hookup after I thought we were falling in love.
So when a sexy, surly mountain man walks into Bookish full of broad shoulders and rugged edges acting like he owns the place, I tell myself I won’t repeat history.
Flint Campbell is only here until his aunt, the owner of the bookshop, recovers from an accident. I can wait him out. Because I don’t have a choice.
Bookish is my refuge, and I have nowhere else to go.
Flint: I live alone for a reason. No people means no pain. But when my elderly aunt gets injured on vacation, I have to step in to help keep her bookstore running.
Do I know anything about how to manage a bookstore? Naw. But that’s where I find Avery Fisher, the store’s sole employee. She’s a quiet, curvy book nerd that instantly sets my pulse racing.
She’s guarded in a way I understand too well, and we circle each other with the careful distance of two people afraid to get close.
When I discover issues in the bookstore’s operations that need to be fixed now to keep the place from going under, Avery resists every idea I have.
But when one late-night inventory turns into tangled limbs deep in the bookstacks, I can’t resist her any longer.
That one night turns into something neither of us planned, and now we’re both asking the same question. Can our hearts survive one night of love???
