Secrets that rouse every one of my protective instincts just as surely as his kisses rouse… other parts of me.Īnd before I know it, I’m thinking being entangled might not be so bad… if it’s Truman I’m tangled up with. Secrets someone in this charming small town doesn’t want brought to light. It turns out that Truman-adorkably shy, relentlessly sunshiny, hot as all heck, reluctantly-still-a-virgin Truman-has secrets. And the second I got involved, all my plans for a quick departure scattered like pollen on the breeze. More specifically, I saw Truman Sweet, Aster Valley’s resident botanist, spice merchant, and bee-costume enthusiast, being harassed. Zero drama.īut then I saw the bumblebee being harassed on the side of the highway. When I rode my bike into Aster Valley, it was supposed to be temporary.
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