Levi (The Florida Panhandle #3)

DANTE

I’m in the driveway of the beach house at six a.m. because I don’t trust perfection to hold overnight.

Gulf-front. Twenty million dollars. The listing that makes my name on this coast.

I open the door and the house smells like a rave. Spilled tequila. Staging destroyed. A stranger passed out on the sofa with his dirty boots on the cushions.

Brokers from three states arrive at ten.

I have four hours to get this man out and make it look like nothing ever happened here.

He has no idea who he’s dealing with.

Turns out, neither do I.

LEVI

The label gives me thirty days to clean up my act.

Stay sober. Stay out of sight. Show up ready to headline the Panhandle Country Bash.

My manager hides me out in a beach house, where for the first time in eight years, nobody’s watching.

Then a furious man in Italian shoes wakes me up, telling me I’m trespassing.

I’ve got a paid booking that says otherwise. I’m not going anywhere.

He looks me straight in the face and has no idea who I am.

I need to keep it that way.

Levi is an emotional M/M hurt/comfort romance about fame, freedom, and falling for the one person who has no idea who you are.

No cliffhanger. Guaranteed HEA. Can be enjoyed as a standalone.