| Author: | Kim Karr |
| Genre: | Contemporary Romance |
| File Name: | rewined-by-kim-karr.epub |
| Original Title: | ReWined Vol I ~ Kim Karr |
| Creator: | Karr, Kim |
| Language: | en |
| Identifier: | 3093233154 |
| Publisher: | Kim Karr |
| Date: | 1542906000 |
| Subject: | ReWined Vol I |
| File Size: | 485223.424 |
Life is short. Time is fast. No replay. No rewind. That’s my motto.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. That is until the day I turn 27 and everything changes. Suddenly, I’m expected to…
1) Move back to my hometown.
2) Stop partying.
3) Take over my family’s winery.
4) And get married.
Wait! What? That last one I didn’t see coming. I’m Tyler Justin Ryan Holiday III, Northern California’s most eligible bachelor, and I don’t do monogamy. It’s just a wild guess but I’d have to say that monogamy isn’t going to do me, either. My grandmother won’t listen to a word I have to say on the matter. And since the old battle-axe is still at the helm of my legacy, it’s not like I can blow her off.
However, when she tells me whom she thinks will make the perfect bride, and then subsequently drops me at said bride’s door, I nearly lose my f*cking mind. Sure, dear old granny tries to sugarcoat the situation with a lot of glitz and glamour, but there’s no turning ash into fairy dust. Paris Elizabeth Hollis Fairchild isn’t only the ultimate party girl and terrible wife material, she’s also my sworn enemy. We loathe each other. We have good reason. And it isn’t because our families are competitors. Needless to say, I’m not surprised when the she-devil slams the door in my face—but it still pisses me off.
Apparently, she doesn’t know me as well as she thinks.
Doesn’t understand I’ve changed.
Doesn’t realize her rejection only spurs me on—makes me want to tame her, claim her, make her mine.
Then again, at 27 I’m no longer a lovesick teenager. I’m a grown-ass man with a big ego and an even bigger…never mind.
Paris says she doesn’t want to know how big I am, in any sense of the word.
I don’t believe her.
Either way, it doesn’t matter.
She’s a challenge I can’t resist. A temptation I can’t ignore. The woman I must have. We haven’t spoken in ten years but mark my words, she and I will be doing that and a hell of a lot more—very soon.
Life is short. Time is fast. Replay. Rewind. That’s my new motto. And there’s no sugarcoating that.
