Rush Hatcher likes his women fast and his cars faster. The sexy sports star is the epitome of a PR company's worst nightmare.
Rush is everything I loathe in a man . . . or so I thought.
When I'm tasked with handling my father's latest investment, I go in poised for a fight. Being headstrong and determined only makes the impact worse when fate sends me spinning out of control. I never imagined falling head over heels for the playboy driver, but never say never to life in the fast lane.
Racing is in our blood, and he's under my skin. Now, if I can just get into his head and stay out of his bed, we'll both be on the right track. We're just nearing the finish line, when he throws out the caution flag, sending me crashing into the wall he keeps around his heart.
Too bad for him that wall is now crumbling.
Will we ever see the checkered flag, or will this team effort be left in the dust? One thing I know for certain, we're headed for the winner's circle with Rush behind the wheel.
Contains mature themes.
