When Pepper Woods left Hideaway Springs nearly a decade ago, I said good riddance.
The polished homecoming queen and class president was far too “city girl” for my likes.
I couldn’t care less that she got engaged to the President’s son. I barely even noticed.
But now she’s back.
Racing into the only Inn in town. With a veil tucked in her purse and running shoes on her feet, ranting like it’s the end of the world when my father tells her we’re sold out.
I should walk away. I’ve got practice in one hour and not going to let Perfect Pepper distract me.
So, how does she end up on the back of my motorcycle on my way to the arena?
And why—of all the insane things I could have done—did I offer to disguise her as my fiancé to throw off Mr. Politics and his search party?
