Her Grumpy Neighbor Until Halloween (Secrets of Wildbrook, #2)

by Eve Pendle

Savile Row,

Why has no one written a sheep shifter paranormal romance yet?

culmination of all their combative foreplay.

Like a badly broken bone, if they could line up perfectly they’d stop grating and mesh together.

“I’m a chef, not Christian Grey. I’m not going to let the food burn, and you’re wasting time.”

there’s plenty of satisfaction to be found in pleasing someone else.”