Luke (West Bend Saints, #3)

About this book

Luke Saint F**k being good. I won't be tamed. There are three things in life I'm damn good at: f**king, jumping out of planes, and chasing forest fires. Settle down? Yeah, right. And definitely not with someone like Autumn Mayburn. She's uptight, smart-mouthed, and hell, she has a kid. Did I mention she's ten years older than me? There are a million reasons I shouldn't touch her. F**k all of those reasons. The single mom with the smokin' hot body and the sass to match is going to be mine. Autumn Mayburn There's nothing on this earth I despise more than a bad boy. Especially an infuriatingly cocky, womanizing, oozes-sex-from-every-pore bad boy. I'm a mom. A businesswoman. I have responsibilities. The last thing I need is to get laid and played by Luke Saint. He thinks that just because he saved my orchard from a fire, he can tell me how to run it. He thinks he knows what I need, what I crave. The problem is, I think he might be right.