He\'s the tattooed bad boy her mama warned her about.
And that one night would turn into more like nine-months of being ...sigh...very personal..
And the protective type.
And that he was the fall-hard-and-fast type.
If only she\'d known who he really was.
Or so Jill tells herself when Zeke Landry flips his bike in front of her motel.
So if anyone deserves a one-night (or two) stand with a hot, younger, tattooed bad boy on a motorcycle, it\'s her.
She now just has to move them cross-country to her friend\'s new animal park.
She can, and does, keep penguins alive and well.
Kind of.
She\'s a wildlife vet who specializes in penguins, so that makes sense.
Yes, real live penguins.
And eight penguins.
Now an eccentric millionaire has left her sixteen million dollars.
And to have any kind of a personal life.
And to keep even a house-plant alive.
And to change her shoes.
And to eat.
Jillian Morris is a workaholic who forgets to watch the time.
Until a two-night-stand gives them the surprise of a lifetime...
She\'s his hot mess--but mostly hot--next door neighbor.
He\'s the tattooed bad boy her mama warned her about
