All Astrid wanted was to plan weddings and stay out of trouble—not to fall for the sourest lemon: a six-foot-two complication named Aeron Ashbourne.
Astrid was dragged to Orange Falls by her best friend to plan a wedding. It turned out to be exactly what she needed. A fresh start to heal after losing her dad.
The first time she met Aeron on a deserted road with a broken-down car, she called him an asshole. He gave her a ride anyway. The second time, she upgraded him to ‘pain in the ass.’ He saved her from falling off a moving train. Encounters three and four? Disasters shed rather forget.
She wants to avoid him, but now shes stuck working with him on the towns biggest summer festival. His silence was easy to ignore. His touch was impossible to resist.
Aeron rarely smiles. Barely talks. But when Astrid cries, hes there with a shoulder to lean on. When she breaks, hes there putting her back together. Turns out the grumpy, brooding man has a softer side.
But Aeron carries a secret. When it comes out, it could pull them apart.
…….
Astrid: Sunshine, chaotic, messy.
Aeron: Grumpy, broody, allergic to sunshine.
They weren’t the perfect ingredients of lemonade. But somehow, they still tasted like lemonade
