The Wheels Fall Off
One job. Two rivals. Zero chance of keeping it professional.
Jessie
I’d clawed my way up from the bottom, one busted knuckle and late-night shift at a time. The supervisor job was supposed to be mine. A hard-earned step-up and a badly-needed raise. Then he showed up. Clint Kingston. All charm, zero experience, and handed half my promotion like it was a party favor.
He’d never set foot on a construction site before, but thanks to some connection with the boss, we were suddenly “co-supervisors.” I’d been ready to hate him on sight… but then he started actually listening. Asking questions. Rolling up his designer sleeves.
I knew better than to fall for the golden boy with a fall-from-grace sob story. I had bills to pay and a future to fight for. So why did I keep catching myself looking at him like he was more than just a roadblock?
Clint
I used to have it all: a fast-track career at my father’s company, a fancy title, and zero chance of hitting rock bottom. Then Dad got arrested for fraud, I got canned, and I ended up living off ramen, trying to prove I was more than my last name.
The supervisor gig was supposed to be a lifeline. I hadn’t known I was stepping into a job already claimed by Jessie, the woman who’d clearly earned every inch of it. She was tough and smart. With a sharp tongue and dangerous curves. I respected the hell out of her. Maybe more than I should have.
It was never supposed to be permanent. Just a stopgap until Dad’s lawyers worked their magic. But every day I spent on that job, and every minute I spent with Jessie, made it harder to walk away.
We’d started as rivals. The real question was: could we build something together that wouldn’t fall apart?
Find out in this short, steamy, enemies to lovers, later in life, stand alone romance featuring no cheating and an HEA.