““You totally destroyed the toilet and probably the bathroom, so good job,” David said. “I don’t know what you were thinking, but stop doing it, because you’re making my job harder.”
Griffin glared at him. Without his mask on, and without poop water running down his face, he looked young. Cute, David’s brain supplied, before he cut that thought off.
“I wasn’t thinking about you, I was thinking about me,” Griffin said.
“Well, stop doing that too,” David retorted.”
Griffin Caldwell can’t wait to make a fresh start: new job, new town, new house. He’s even realized the lifelong dream of owning his own home. Except when he arrives, nothing is what he expected, and Griffin’s celebration turns from triumphant to terrible.
Not only is his “cute bungalow” a derelict heap, it needs major remodeling work to be livable. And it turns out there’s only one person in town who’s even willing to commit to the project.
The first time David Webber talks to Griffin about his disaster zone of a house, he’d like nothing better than to hang up the phone. But he’s stuck. All his grumpy behavior has gotten him is a whole stack of bad reviews online and no clients.
From the moment they collide over a busted toilet, sparks and snark fly. The only thing that might be hotter than their mutual animosity is their intense chemistry.
Neither of them wants to admit it at first but as the project evolves and their lives intertwine, maybe what they’re working on isn’t just a house. It might even be proof that a caring partnership can build a strong, long-lasting foundation--and an even fiercer love.