Nicebomber by Colleen Charles

A good deed brightens a dark world…

Being the only child of a rich inventor allows me the ability to do what I want when I want. If I f*ck up, I have a safety net of Benjamins below me to cushion my fall.
And women? They throw themselves at me left and right. But I never did like repeating myself. Never did believe in falling in love. Not since I imploded on reality TV.
So when dear old dad demands that I straighten up and fly right by testing his new smartphone app, I give in. How hard can it be to do some good deeds every day?
During my first **eye roll** test activity, I see her. The first woman who’s ever made my heart squeeze in my chest. She brings out a side of me I never knew existed.
Tender.
Reflective.
Aspirational.
Just better.
I’ll be okay if I don’t stick to my original game plan and take a risk with my heart. Like a cat, I always land on my feet.
Too bad I can’t predict which will be the biggest battle. Winning over my icy cold father or resisting Keeley’s lush curves along with her pull on my soul.
Because for the first time in my life, if I let myself, I just might fall in love.