She needs arm candy, he needs her insurance, but first, they need to drive across the country without killing each other.
Eli
Since the first day of kindergarten, I have hated Alexandra Hartford.
And twenty-something years later that hasn't changed.
But she has.
She's still a tomboy with a chip on her shoulder, but now she's a hot tomboy with a chip on her tattooed shoulder who can fight like a badass.
I'd still rather have a bath with fire ants than spend ten days in a car with her, but she has something I need.
Once the deal is done, we can go our separate ways.
That is ... if I want to.
Alex
Eli Evans is my nemesis.
He blames me for his sister's death, our parents' divorces, and probably global warming, too.
Why on Earth would I help him?
Because he's as easy on the eyes as he is the bane of my existence and I need a hot date to a wedding in San Diego.
Can we drive across the country without me leaving him at a truck stop somewhere? I doubt it.
But, I'm willing to try.
Ten days in a car, a wedding, and a marriage of convenience, then I'm done with him forever.
Right?