Blurb: I don\'t like labels and I\'m happy that way, but it\'s taken a long time to get here.
I have.
Miller Harrison is a wrinkle in my life I could definitely do without.
The last thing I need is a gruff, opinionated, fiery, closeted, Paralympian jock messing with my hard-won peace.
Suffice to say, my faith in men runs a little thin.
A jerk of a father, too many bullies to name, and a string of dipshit boyfriends whose interest in me rarely made it past the skirts I sometimes wear.
Blurb: I don\'t like labels and I\'m happy that way, but it\'s taken a long time to get here