Jen rushes next door to ask the rider to gear down when he drives by. She is repulsed by his Neanderthal appearance and equally turned off by his rude behavior. Mitch Waverley’s attitude stinks as well and sends her running for cover. She soon learns she can’t even enjoy a peaceful swim because the hoodlum skinny-dips on her territory. Yet after being attacked by leeches from under her wharf, she’s forced to call upon his help and endure his touch on her body.
Mitch Waverly is a cop with a mission: take down the notorious motorcycle gang he'd infiltrated and put them away for good. Except he didn't anticipate the nosy woman next door, nor the effect she had to knock him off balance with nothing more than a smile.
He is scheduled to meet with the gang boss, Bull. The contact is in jeopardy when Mitch discovers his Harley’s tire is flat. He blames the witch next door. Not one to have his plans waylaid by anyone, even if she is a hotheaded babe, he makes demands certain to keep him on her list of despicable people.
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