Falling for the Grumpy Orc

I came to Saltford Bay for a fresh start. I didn’t expect it to come with a big, broody orc who thinks smiling is a crime and I’m a disaster waiting to happen.
He might be right. I might also want to kiss him. Both can be true.

Newly divorced and armed with nothing but grit, strong coffee and a Pinterest board full of impossible dreams, my plans to renovate a crumbling seaside lodge are jeopardized by the town’s grumpiest, greenest contractor.
Gerralt Banesman is big, broody, and allergic to conversation. I’m sunshine, sass, and a walking chaos magnet. Our first meeting ended with spilled wood stain, sharp words, and one very offended orc.
But when a shady rival threatens everything I’ve been working for, Gerralt steps in with calloused hands and a scowl that might be hiding a heart of gold. The more time we spend together, the more I start to suspect there’s something under that gruff exterior. Something warm, protective, maybe a little bit dangerous and one hundred percent sexy.

And the real problem? I’m starting to like it.