The lights were on but the studio was empty. The sun peeked over the roofs from across the street and glinted off the shining windows of Kerrigan’s gym.

I walked down First toward The Refinery, the street deserted except for the vehicles parked in front of the coffee shop and café. Store signs were swapped out regularly as businesses failed and started.īut at first glance, nothing about Calamity had changed in a month. Living in a booming section of Denver, I was used to seeing new construction. Other than the colors of the trees, Calamity hadn’t changed in the past month. Not when she doesn’t know if he’s out to pilfer her dreams. Without his suits and fancy cars, he’s almost human.Įxcept only a fool would let down her guard. Pierce is nearly irresistible by candlelight. Stranded together for days, she’s in for the battle of her life. No sooner does she arrive than a snowstorm traps her with Pierce.

Pushed to the extreme, she drives to his ritzy mountain lodge to force the arrogant You Can Call Me Mr.

But if Pierce Sullivan thinks she’ll go down without a fight, he’s sorely mistaken. A brazen billionaire, he seems intent on ruining Kerrigan’s life. Until his unexpected death put her fate in his grandson’s hands. With hard work and hustle as her steadfast companions, who needs romance or adventure? Her empire in Calamity, Montana, isn’t going to build itself.įor years, her mentor-and investor-helped make her dreams come true. Kerrigan Hale’s personal life is about as exciting as a bucket of tar.

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