Matched Up
Charm Harlow

Declan Donovan. Dark hair, dark eyes. World Number 1.Tennis isn’t the only thing he’s a pro he’s won several Grand Slams in playing women’s hearts.
Not mine, though. He whacks the ball in my court and I blast it right back. But finding him at the same tennis charity event I’m attending in Greywood Pines, North Dakota is a shot I didn’t see coming. No, I expected him to be partying it up in Miami. When he gleefully calls my name in the airport halls, I know it’s going to be a long twenty four hour match to resist him.
Scratch that. Make that seventy-two hours. When a storm traps us at the hotel we’re staying, we’re forced together until the space between us disappears and I find myself enjoying losing the game we’ve been playing…Tropes
Forced proximityOne bedBoy obsessedMisunderstood heroGolden retriever heroJealous heroPalate cleanser (short and sweet)