Miriam Ashley makes her living cleaning up bad boys. Mountain
climber-turned-CEO Jason Sanders should be an easy fix. And with a nephew to
care for, he’s motivated. The problem? Every time she tries to help Jason get
his head in the boardroom, they end up in the bedroom.
the definition of off-limits. Not just because he’s a client—he spends his free
time risking his life mountain climbing. The same thing that got her father
killed. She’s not going to open her heart to a guy who could disappear at the
drop of a…well, she’d rather not finish that thought.
alone, but every time she sees Jason, something tells her it’s her who might
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Bend, Oregon with her husband, step-kids, and a menagerie of ill-behaved pets.
She loves hiking, snowshoeing, standup paddleboarding, and inventing excuses to
sip wine on her back porch. She can peel a banana with her toes and loses an
average of twenty pairs of eyeglasses per year.
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“Homeless?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, which made more cracks in the mud on his face. “I’m not homeless. I just bought a place down the street. Two blocks away—it’s the blue duplex with the white shutters.”
He pointed toward a shady, tree-lined section of the neighborhood, and she recalled seeing the glossy “sold” sticker tacked up on the real estate sign a few weeks ago.
She looked back at the man. Okay, upon closer inspection, she could see he wore expensive running shoes and trendy, designer athletic apparel, even if it was covered in mud. What the hell?
“I just did the Tough Mudder,” he said, answering her unasked question. “You know, the big race with all the mud pits and obstacles?”
“Right,” Miriam said, and recognition dawned as the guy turned around to show her the dirt-covered number pinned to his back. At least, that’s what she assumed he was showing her, though her eyes strayed down to one of the most impressive asses she’d ever seen.
Even if it was covered in mud.
The guy turned back around before she thought to avert her gaze. The result was an awkward five-second pause where she found herself staring at his crotch.
Also very impressive.
She gave herself a mental slap and met his eyes again. “So what are you doing walking around looking like a giant malt ball? Don’t they have showers or something at the finish line?”
He grinned, flashing a set of perfectly white teeth that contrasted with the mud. “Just hoses. Hoses with really cold water. I figured since I only lived a couple miles from the race course, I could just run there as my warm-up and run home as my cooldown, and then I could grab a warm shower at home.”
“Right,” Miriam said, trying to wrap her brain around the idea of willingly running four miles on top of whatever the hell they ran in the actual race. People really did this on purpose?
“The thing is,” the guy continued, “I lost my key somewhere in the racecourse, and now I can’t get back in my house to shower off in time to make it to a doctor’s appointment.”
Sympathy fluttered through her belly, or maybe that was anxiety. Probably anxiety. The mention of doctors and hospitals and anything medically related tended to send her spiraling down a path of panicked memories and despondent terror, and she found herself gripping her keys a little tighter. “You have to get to the doctor?” she asked.
“The appointment’s at two. Please, I just need to borrow your phone to call a locksmith. Then I’ll be out of your hair, I swear.”
She glanced at him, then back at her house. Her phone was back on the entry table, but right beside that was her guest bathroom with a shower the guy could use without stepping more than five feet inside her place. Ordinarily she’d think twice about inviting a strange man into her home, but there was something about this man that made her consider it. She could always stand there with a butcher knife, ready to stick it in him if he tried anything funny. She hesitated, then looked back at the guy.
“I’m Jason, by the way,” he said, smiling wider. “Jason Sanders. I’d shake your hand, but I don’t want to get mud on you.”
“Miriam.” She added polite and considerate to his list of attributes. His eyes were kind, and he seemed sweet and well-spoken.
That’s probably what every serial killer’s victim thinks just before he strangles her with her own panty hose.
But she wasn’t wearing panty hose, and she did have a soft spot for friendly, burly, blue-eyed, stubble-jawed guys in need.
“Come on,” she said and turned toward her walkway.
“Follow you where?”
“My house. You can’t stand out here being dirty.”
He quirked one eyebrow, which caused the mud to crack on his forehead. “You’d rather I be dirty in your house?”
Rating : 3.5 out of 5 Stars
Miriam Ashley is the co-owner of a PR Agency and is smart and dedicated to her business. But when she meets her new neighbor, Jason Sanders, she will learn not to jump to conclusions too quickly. She mistakes the new CEO of one of her biggest clients for a homeless man! Luckily for her, Jason has a sense of humor, and doesn’t blame her for the confusion. I loved Jason, he is a very no-nonsense and genuine guy!
Soon, Jason and Miriam become friends. They have common interests, except Jason’s love for outdoorsy activities, which tends to push Miriam out of her comfort zone. Jason is rather rough around the edges though. I loved that Miriam volunteers to help him with table manners and wine tasting tips, to play the part of CEO. These scenes were truly laugh-out-loud funny! But even if they have great chemistry and are attracted to each other, both are conflicted about their relationship.
Miriam is traumatized by the death of her father in a mountain climbing accident and doesn’t want to lose her heart to a daredevil adventurist who likes to take risks.
Jason’s priority is his sister and her son Henry. He feels they need him more than Miriam. Henry is in partial cancer remission and Jason wants to make sure he has the best treatment and the best care.
But being together has changed them for the better, and this change opened an entirely new world of possibility for their future.
Overall, this book was a fun, sweet and easy read about family, hope and life priorities. I wished however that it was longer, the ending felt a bit rushed, but has an HEA.
Thanks for visiting and happy reading!
An advanced copy of this book was provided by publisher Entangled Publishing, via Netgalley, in exchange for an honest review.