Rory Nash gave nineteen years to The Foghorn. When the old man who taught him everything dies, Rory assumes the harbor diner is finally his.
It’s half his. The other half goes to Eddie’s charming, long-gone great-nephew — and the will is airtight: run the place together for one year, or lose it to the developer circling the waterfront.
Neither man can buy the other out. There’s one bed in the apartment upstairs. And the whole town is watching.
Theo Vann came home broke, with a smile that opens any door and a plan to sell his half and vanish before anyone sees the wreck underneath. He didn’t count on a grumpy, grieving cook who sees straight through the performance — and doesn’t look away.
They can’t stand each other. They can’t stay away from each other. And the closer they get, the more Theo has to lose when the truth about why he really came to Merritt Harbor finally surfaces.
Falling for the man who could sell your home out from under you is a terrible idea. Falling for the man who’s spent his whole life certain you’ll leave is worse.
Salt in the Wound
is a steamy, slow-burn MM romance with a grumpy/sunshine pairing, forced proximity, a nosy coastal town, and a hard-won happily-ever-after. Enemies to lovers never tasted so much like sea salt and fresh bread.
