The Last Guy I’d Date: A Forced-Proximity Small-Town Romantic Comedy (Cider Falls Steamy Rom Com Series Book 4)

Rule one of innkeeping: never fall for a guest—especially one who’s lying about why he’s here. Reader, I gave him the nicest room in the house.

I needed two good weeks. Two weeks of my best room booked at full rate—long enough to carry the inn through October with the furnace on and get the Harvest Festival open without a hitch. What I did not need was Graham Foster: the unfairly gorgeous “travel writer” who checked into the Bartlett, complimented my dahlias, asked nothing about the pie, and—I have recently discovered—flew into town with my entire zip code measured, priced, and filed in his leather weekender.

The man buys towns like mine for a living. He’s just never stayed in one long enough to watch it happen.

So it’s war: cold eggs, a Wi-Fi password he’ll hate, absolutely no noticing his hands. Then he started buying out my flower stall to learn my neighbors’ names, tying up my roses at dawn, and looking at me like I’m the one line in the deal he can’t close.

I do not have time to fall for the man who came to bulldoze my town. Somebody please inform my pulse that we are at war.

Tropes

• Enemies to lovers
• Forced proximity (he’s a guest at her inn)
• Small-town romance
• Hidden identity
• He falls first
• Save the town
• Banter to open door

Cider Falls, Book Four. A steamy small-town forced-proximity romcom. Standalone with an HEA.