Love at First Hate

She wants his story. He wants his secrecy. Too bad he can't stay away from her.

Molly. Blogging about bad dates used to be fun, but a girl can only take so much foolishness. So I broke up with my job.

Okay, full disclosure, I was fired. It's a long, sordid tale, involving my sourdough starter—RIP, Fred!—and my ex-boss's serious lack of humor.

Newly funemployed and in need of a break, I go to Asheville to dogsit for my sister…and stumble onto a scoop big enough to put my fake-dating days behind me forever.

Augusta Glower, local success story, wrote a bestseller about the self-help group she started. People think her system works, and copycat Bad Luck Clubs have sprung up nationwide. Something feels off, though, and a little poking around by yours truly suggests she stole the idea.

There's one problem. I have to prove it, and the guy she ripped off—super-hot house flipper Caleb Reynolds—seems to…well, hate me. Which is too bad since his secrets aren't the only thing I'd like to peel away.

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Cal. Molly O'Shea is my worst nightmare.

Is she sexy as sin? Well…yeah. Does she smell like honeysuckle and trouble? No doubt. Is she determined to dig up my secrets with a backhoe? I'm pretty sure she got a two-week rental. But I'll never talk. If the reason I started the club gets out, my whole life will implode.

So why is she so damn irresistible?